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 Malta and from Philadelphia.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Roxy Music,
Piero Umiliani,
Camouflage,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Velvet Underground,
Duran Duran,
Siglo XX,
The Misunderstood,
Bang On A Can,
Tomorrow,
Peter & Gordon,
Popol Vuh,
Simply Red,
AZ,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dual Sessions,
Audionom,
Derrick Morgan,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Dave Gahan,
The Evens,
Bobby Sherman,
Blancmange,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Moebius,
Sun Ra,
The Blackbyrds,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Crime,
A Flock of Seagulls,
New Order,
Ludus,
DNA,
Sandy B,
Theoretical Girls,
Sällskapet,
Von Mondo,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lebanon Hanover,
Make Up,
Morten Harket,
Marmalade,
Sound Behaviour,
Erykah Badu,
Robert Görl,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Charles Mingus,
London Community Gospel Choir,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
La Düsseldorf,
Monks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Matthew Halsall,
The Red Krayola,
Juan Atkins,
Sparks,
Royal Trux,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Freddie Wadling,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.