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 Argentina and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Eli Mardock to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Scrapy,
Leonard Cohen,
Lalann,
Arthur Verocai,
Rhythm & Sound,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Main Source,
Yaz,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ultravox,
Barry Ungar,
Masters at Work,
Lalo Schifrin,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
MC5,
Crispy Ambulance,
Public Enemy,
Tubeway Army,
AZ,
JFA,
Ultimate Spinach,
Niagra,
David Axelrod,
Bluetip,
Supertramp,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Maleditus Sound,
Royal Trux,
Los Fastidios,
The New Christs,
Gastr Del Sol,
Oneida,
Terrestrial Tones,
Neil Young,
La Düsseldorf,
Fluxion,
Roger Hodgson,
DJ Sneak,
Blossom Toes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Birthday Party,
Scott Walker,
Brand Nubian,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Fuzztones,
Youth Brigade,
Section 25,
Spandau Ballet,
The Red Krayola,
Eddi Front,
Jeru the Damaja,
Smog,
Lou Christie,
Anakelly,
Motorama,
Alison Limerick,
Little Man,
The Zeros,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.