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 Peru and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 harpsichord 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 Rotary Connection to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Outsiders,
Jandek,
H. Thieme,
Circle Jerks,
Massinfluence,
Monolake,
Lou Reed,
The Slackers,
DNA,
Rhythm & Sound,
Joe Smooth,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Selecter,
Neil Young,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bobby Byrd,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Symarip,
Blossom Toes,
Dark Day,
OOIOO,
Ken Boothe,
The Beau Brummels,
PIL,
Deakin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bush Tetras,
Boz Scaggs,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scratch Acid,
Marine Girls,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Brand Nubian,
Sarah Menescal,
Public Image Ltd.,
Skaos,
Average White Band,
Faust,
Brothers Johnson,
Eddi Front,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fela Kuti,
Radio Birdman,
The J.B.'s,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Fortunes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Smog,
Bobby Womack,
Delta 5,
Severed Heads,
Q65,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Make Up,
Country Teasers,
Arthur Verocai,
Organ,
Reuben Wilson,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.