Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Denmark and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Black Pus to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The New Christs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Agitation Free,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Minny Pops,
48th St. Collective,
Ken Boothe,
Kurtis Blow,
Angry Samoans,
Bluetip,
Swans,
Graham Central Station,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Invisible,
Man Parrish,
Stetsasonic,
Mandrill,
Sister Nancy,
Wings,
Archie Shepp,
Guru Guru,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Johnny Clarke,
Model 500,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Kinks,
kango's stein massive,
Kaleidoscope,
Blossom Toes,
Ultra Naté,
Tubeway Army,
Zero Boys,
PIL,
Peter and Kerry,
LL Cool J,
Sugar Minott,
The Golliwogs,
The Slits,
Gichy Dan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Erasure,
Alphaville,
Grauzone,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sandy B,
X-102,
Magma,
Sound Behaviour,
Lower 48,
Bobby Womack,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Brand Nubian,
Blancmange,
Neu!,
Arab on Radar,
The Leaves,
Pantaleimon,
Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.