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 Brunei and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
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 Yusef Lateef 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 Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers Ubiquity 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Alison Limerick,
The Vogues,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Modern Lovers,
Lightning Bolt,
The Dead C,
Blancmange,
Roxy Music,
Ken Boothe,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Altered Images,
Kevin Saunderson,
Public Enemy,
Talk Talk,
Eli Mardock,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Max Romeo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Sound,
The Moleskins,
Wolf Eyes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Piero Umiliani,
The Techniques,
Qualms,
Prince Buster,
Lou Reed,
Groovy Waters,
Eric Copeland,
Avey Tare,
Television,
Man Eating Sloth,
Heaven 17,
Essential Logic,
Graham Central Station,
New Age Steppers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pagans,
Brass Construction,
Quantec,
Y Pants,
The Beau Brummels,
June Days,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Blackbyrds,
Kerri Chandler,
Cecil Taylor,
Andrew Hill,
Slick Rick,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
X-102,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sam Rivers,
June of 44,
Bad Manners,
Jeff Lynne,
Shuggie Otis,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.