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 Uganda and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Au Pairs to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All The Alarm Clocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dawn Penn,
Fatback Band,
Dave Gahan,
Country Teasers,
Monolake,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Kinks,
Zapp,
Throbbing Gristle,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Simply Red,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Johnny Clarke,
the Human League,
Radio Birdman,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Brothers Johnson,
Nick Fraelich,
The Blues Magoos,
Cecil Taylor,
June Days,
Flipper,
Marc Almond,
Zero Boys,
Nas,
Icehouse,
Bronski Beat,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Camouflage,
Todd Terry,
Nik Kershaw,
Prince Buster,
The Skatalites,
The Raincoats,
Jerry's Kids,
Reuben Wilson,
Man Parrish,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eve St. Jones,
Barrington Levy,
David Axelrod,
Kaleidoscope,
Clear Light,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Angels of Light,
Drive Like Jehu,
Yellowson,
Marvin Gaye,
Freddie Wadling,
Mad Mike,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Wolf Eyes,
Robert Wyatt,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joensuu 1685,
Radiohead,
Toni Rubio,
Kas Product,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.