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 Fiji and from Salvador.
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 Lagos and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Howard Jones to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Aural Exciters,
The Invisible,
Marvin Gaye,
Aloha Tigers,
Tommy Roe,
Magazine,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Grass Roots,
The Shadows of Knight,
Silicon Teens,
The Cure,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Clear Light,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Fortunes,
Scan 7,
The Mummies,
Barry Ungar,
Youth Brigade,
the Normal,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Magma,
Dead Boys,
Basic Channel,
Amon Düül II,
Robert Görl,
Joe Finger,
Ornette Coleman,
Drive Like Jehu,
Talk Talk,
Sixth Finger,
James Chance & The Contortions,
David McCallum,
Vladislav Delay,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Neil Young,
Hardrive,
Desert Stars,
Quadrant,
Nick Fraelich,
The Misunderstood,
Wolf Eyes,
The Leaves,
Soul II Soul,
Man Eating Sloth,
Todd Terry,
The Barracudas,
Saccharine Trust,
Public Enemy,
Sun City Girls,
Symarip,
Pierre Henry,
Glambeats Corp.,
Organ,
China Crisis,
David Axelrod,
The Monks,
Crash Course in Science,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.