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 Andorra and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 marimba 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 Connie Case to the funk 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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Roy Ayers,
Eve St. Jones,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Swell Maps,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Mandrill,
David Axelrod,
Peter & Gordon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dorothy Ashby,
New Order,
Neu!,
the Soft Cell,
Nick Fraelich,
Absolute Body Control,
Warren Ellis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Donald Byrd,
The Index,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Qualms,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ultimate Spinach,
Banda Bassotti,
Pet Shop Boys,
Black Sheep,
Soul II Soul,
Desert Stars,
Matthew Bourne,
Grauzone,
Ken Boothe,
Jacob Miller,
Chrome,
Wings,
Von Mondo,
Stetsasonic,
Amon Düül,
Depeche Mode,
Das Ding,
the Swans,
Traffic Nightmare,
Oneida,
Amon Düül II,
R.M.O.,
Magazine,
Black Moon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Derrick May,
Charles Mingus,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Scientists,
Scan 7,
Connie Case,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Danielle Patucci,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.