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 Tajikistan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Agent Orange to the punk 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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
James White and The Blacks,
Avey Tare,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Neu!,
David Bowie,
Idris Muhammad,
Kurtis Blow,
The Golliwogs,
Amon Düül II,
Vainqueur,
Lalo Schifrin,
Minutemen,
Mr. Review,
Lakeside,
Gong,
DJ Style,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cheater Slicks,
La Düsseldorf,
Ice-T,
Basic Channel,
The Human League,
Qualms,
One Last Wish,
Toni Rubio,
Unrelated Segments,
The Slits,
The Beau Brummels,
Thee Headcoats,
Interpol,
Roger Hodgson,
10cc,
The Dave Clark Five,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gang Starr,
Magma,
Echospace,
Marcia Griffiths,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Cymande,
Piero Umiliani,
Animal Collective,
Kerrie Biddell,
Accadde A,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Gories,
Blossom Toes,
Visage,
The Pretty Things,
Moss Icon,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sandy B,
Swans,
Matthew Bourne,
Pulsallama,
Davy DMX,
Alton Ellis,
Flash Fearless,
Joyce Sims,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.