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 Malawi and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Loose Ends to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
ABC,
Jawbox,
The Shadows of Knight,
Black Flag,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bobby Byrd,
Big Daddy Kane,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Shuggie Otis,
Flipper,
Dead Boys,
Dual Sessions,
H. Thieme,
The Evens,
K-Klass,
Cameo,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Angels of Light,
Jacques Brel,
JFA,
Lakeside,
Donny Hathaway,
Marine Girls,
The Move,
Main Source,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Panda Bear,
Reagan Youth,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
L. Decosne,
Matthew Bourne,
Chris Corsano,
LL Cool J,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dark Day,
The Fall,
Byron Stingily,
The Zeros,
Gang Green,
Joe Smooth,
Roxette,
Todd Terry,
Spoonie Gee,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sugar Minott,
Sight & Sound,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Slick Rick,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Susan Cadogan,
the Slits,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Camouflage,
Boogie Down Productions,
World's Most,
DJ Sneak,
Von Mondo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Johnny Clarke,
Sound Behaviour,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.