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 Monaco and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and New York.
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 chamberlin 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 Roger Hodgson to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bauhaus,
The Smoke,
Negative Approach,
Brothers Johnson,
Minor Threat,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Saccharine Trust,
Funky Four + One,
Susan Cadogan,
Fluxion,
Japan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cluster,
ABC,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Q65,
Fat Boys,
Slick Rick,
Smog,
Isaac Hayes,
Oblivians,
Bill Wells,
Subhumans,
Average White Band,
Colin Newman,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sparks,
Jandek,
Crash Course in Science,
Lower 48,
Ultravox,
Chris Corsano,
Junior Murvin,
Magazine,
Quando Quango,
Soul II Soul,
Royal Trux,
Von Mondo,
Ituana,
Todd Terry,
Arab on Radar,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pantytec,
Blancmange,
Silicon Teens,
Neu!,
Jeru the Damaja,
Parry Music,
Morten Harket,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.