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 Kyrgyzstan and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Beijing.
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 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 Brothers Johnson to the electroclash 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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sam Rivers,
Sarah Menescal,
The Young Rascals,
The Golliwogs,
Deepchord,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Durutti Column,
Rotary Connection,
James White and The Blacks,
Hashim,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ohio Players,
The Blues Magoos,
Japan,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Half Japanese,
T. Rex,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Junior Murvin,
The Fortunes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eden Ahbez,
Quantec,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Brand Nubian,
Minor Threat,
Derrick Morgan,
The Slits,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pole,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ken Boothe,
Radio Birdman,
Swans,
Crash Course in Science,
The Zeros,
Shoche,
Cecil Taylor,
Tommy Roe,
Arcadia,
The Monks,
Popol Vuh,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Von Mondo,
Livin' Joy,
48th St. Collective,
The Alarm Clocks,
Buzzcocks,
MDC,
AZ,
Ornette Coleman,
Bauhaus,
Blake Baxter,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.