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 Tanzania and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes 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 Flipper to the electroclash 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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Nick Fraelich,
Lightning Bolt,
Hot Snakes,
Radio Birdman,
Brand Nubian,
Chrome,
Mad Mike,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fat Boys,
Suicide,
The Evens,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Association,
The Cramps,
Gregory Isaacs,
Public Enemy,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Normal,
The Monks,
Porter Ricks,
The Motions,
Young Marble Giants,
Grandmaster Flash,
Connie Case,
Albert Ayler,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Barbara Tucker,
Frankie Knuckles,
Deadbeat,
Can,
Simply Red,
Gang Gang Dance,
Piero Umiliani,
Tomorrow,
Sixth Finger,
Altered Images,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Al Stewart,
The Techniques,
Negative Approach,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Television,
Gong,
Crash Course in Science,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Gap Band,
Moby Grape,
T.S.O.L.,
Kurtis Blow,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Echospace,
Skriet,
Man Eating Sloth,
John Cale,
Vladislav Delay,
Pantaleimon,
Japan,
Arcadia,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.