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 Gabon and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Arthur Verocai to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Rakim,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Names,
Black Moon,
Deadbeat,
Soulsonic Force,
Altered Images,
the Association,
Interpol,
The Toasters,
The Durutti Column,
Half Japanese,
Erykah Badu,
Fela Kuti,
Agitation Free,
Soul II Soul,
Johnny Clarke,
Cheater Slicks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Real Kids,
Janne Schatter,
Fluxion,
Kenny Larkin,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Slave,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Piero Umiliani,
Neu!,
Flipper,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Scientists,
Easy Going,
Moss Icon,
The Mummies,
Sound Behaviour,
Jandek,
Jeff Mills,
Todd Rundgren,
The Seeds,
Chrome,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bang On A Can,
Hashim,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Cowsills,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Neil Young,
Siglo XX,
Gastr Del Sol,
Section 25,
The Monochrome Set,
Rotary Connection,
LL Cool J,
Malaria!,
Prince Buster,
Circle Jerks,
The Associates,
Parry Music,
New York Dolls,
Robert Wyatt,
Delta 5,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.