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 Mongolia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Shoche to the punk 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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Flesh Eaters,
Audionom,
Gerry Rafferty,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Mojo Men,
Yazoo,
Eve St. Jones,
The Fortunes,
Frankie Knuckles,
DJ Style,
Pere Ubu,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Soft Cell,
The Divine Comedy,
Marvin Gaye,
F. McDonald,
Malaria!,
Scientists,
Urselle,
Harmonia,
Stockholm Monsters,
Amon Düül II,
Fat Boys,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bob Dylan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Maurizio,
Glenn Branca,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Motions,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Velvet Underground,
Lou Reed,
Monks,
Maleditus Sound,
Banda Bassotti,
Von Mondo,
Groovy Waters,
Alphaville,
The J.B.'s,
Silicon Teens,
Masters at Work,
Junior Murvin,
Alton Ellis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fela Kuti,
John Coltrane,
Dennis Brown,
Suicide,
The Monochrome Set,
The Gap Band,
The Barracudas,
The Wake,
Scrapy,
The Fire Engines,
The Star Department,
Funkadelic,
The United States of America,
Spandau Ballet,
Arthur Verocai,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.