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 Togo and from Seoul.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 oboe 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 Liliput to the disco 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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Shoche,
Public Enemy,
A Certain Ratio,
The Moleskins,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Motions,
Glambeats Corp.,
Marine Girls,
Carl Craig,
Vainqueur,
Hasil Adkins,
Scrapy,
Sun Ra,
Jacob Miller,
Letta Mbulu,
Trumans Water,
Eric Dolphy,
Blancmange,
Model 500,
Rakim,
Yusef Lateef,
Tommy Roe,
Joey Negro,
the Slits,
Drexciya,
Young Marble Giants,
Donald Byrd,
Blossom Toes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
John Coltrane,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bang On A Can,
Depeche Mode,
The Last Poets,
Morten Harket,
The Dirtbombs,
Heaven 17,
June of 44,
Kurtis Blow,
Rod Modell,
Colin Newman,
Moby Grape,
T. Rex,
Wire,
The Monochrome Set,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dawn Penn,
The Martian,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Cowsills,
Simply Red,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Stetsasonic,
Spoonie Gee,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Procol Harum,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Suburban Knight,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.