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 Nauru and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The American Breed to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Raincoats,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bronski Beat,
Y Pants,
DNA,
Prince Buster,
The American Breed,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Gun Club,
The Mummies,
Eli Mardock,
Sällskapet,
Trumans Water,
Faust,
The Tremeloes,
Freddie Wadling,
Boz Scaggs,
The Vogues,
Infiniti,
Accadde A,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Qualms,
MDC,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fear,
Organ,
Blancmange,
The Doors,
The Real Kids,
Jeru the Damaja,
Shuggie Otis,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Easy Going,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
X-101,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Magma,
a-ha,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
New Order,
The Fuzztones,
Bang On A Can,
Letta Mbulu,
Glambeats Corp.,
Roger Hodgson,
June of 44,
Dennis Brown,
Harpers Bizarre,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Buzzcocks,
Pole,
Malaria!,
Crispy Ambulance,
Blake Baxter,
The Motions,
Alphaville,
Sun City Girls,
Subhumans,
Peter & Gordon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.