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 Qatar and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 808 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 Pagans to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Saints. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Prunes,
Yusef Lateef,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Trojans,
Matthew Halsall,
Peter and Kerry,
Sister Nancy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Invisible,
Marmalade,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Mummies,
The Modern Lovers,
Ohio Players,
Cymande,
Sixth Finger,
The Smoke,
Aswad,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tim Buckley,
Nik Kershaw,
the Germs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gang of Four,
Mandrill,
Delta 5,
Dorothy Ashby,
Crispy Ambulance,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Blossom Toes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Raincoats,
Ronnie Foster,
Joy Division,
Jacques Brel,
June Days,
The Motions,
Archie Shepp,
The Blues Magoos,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Andrew Hill,
The Human League,
Scrapy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Unwound,
Roxy Music,
Ken Boothe,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
T. Rex,
Stetsasonic,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Silicon Teens,
Yazoo,
Kurtis Blow,
Brass Construction,
Ten City,
World's Most,
Harpers Bizarre,
Moss Icon,
Morten Harket,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.