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 Cameroon and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Soulsonic Force to the jazz 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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Infiniti,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Shuggie Otis,
DJ Style,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Moleskins,
The Motions,
Stiv Bators,
the Sonics,
Gil Scott Heron,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Evens,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rotary Connection,
The Misunderstood,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Minor Threat,
Sexual Harrassment,
Grey Daturas,
Kurtis Blow,
Fugazi,
Scott Walker,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Urselle,
Franke,
Rosa Yemen,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Circle Jerks,
Chris & Cosey,
Radio Birdman,
cv313,
The Index,
Warsaw,
Electric Prunes,
Liliput,
Basic Channel,
The Vogues,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wolf Eyes,
Peter and Kerry,
James White and The Blacks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
U.S. Maple,
T.S.O.L.,
The Smoke,
Minnie Riperton,
Alton Ellis,
Iggy Pop,
The Selecter,
The Stooges,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
World's Most,
FM Einheit,
Von Mondo,
Simply Red,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Detroit Cobras,
Moby Grape,
The Kinks,
Mark Hollis,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.