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 Cyprus and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Echospace to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Names record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Section 25,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Junior Murvin,
China Crisis,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Monks,
David Axelrod,
Gichy Dan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Byron Stingily,
Deadbeat,
In Retrospect,
Tomorrow,
Avey Tare,
Vainqueur,
Gil Scott Heron,
The United States of America,
Gang Gang Dance,
Soul II Soul,
The Five Americans,
Echospace,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Zapp,
Stockholm Monsters,
Suicide,
The Gap Band,
Scrapy,
Spoonie Gee,
Cymande,
Suburban Knight,
Rod Modell,
Henry Cow,
Mantronix,
Roy Ayers,
Eurythmics,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nirvana,
Wire,
DJ Style,
Sugar Minott,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gang Green,
Marine Girls,
Gang of Four,
Leonard Cohen,
The Slits,
Sonny Sharrock,
Laurel Aitken,
Tommy Roe,
The Fall,
Ralphi Rosario,
Au Pairs,
Spandau Ballet,
Von Mondo,
Lyres,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Amazonics,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Newcleus,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.