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 Mali and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Ice-T to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roy Ayers,
Subhumans,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Thee Headcoats,
Skriet,
Drive Like Jehu,
Oneida,
Y Pants,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Wasted Youth,
Qualms,
Bizarre Inc.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sparks,
The Buckinghams,
Faraquet,
ABC,
Lindisfarne,
Jacques Brel,
The Cramps,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Radio Birdman,
Joe Smooth,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Maurizio,
New Order,
Dennis Brown,
The Shadows of Knight,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Durutti Column,
Marcia Griffiths,
Yazoo,
Desert Stars,
Negative Approach,
Minnie Riperton,
Black Pus,
Avey Tare,
UT,
Hasil Adkins,
Amon Düül II,
Youth Brigade,
Das Ding,
Suicide,
The Blues Magoos,
Henry Cow,
Funkadelic,
Infiniti,
Junior Murvin,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Unwound,
8 Eyed Spy,
Alton Ellis,
Andrew Hill,
Gang Gang Dance,
Panda Bear,
Marmalade,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.