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 Philippines and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Edmonton.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Ossler to the crunk 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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
Khruangbin,
Sound Behaviour,
The Gun Club,
Drexciya,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gang Green,
Leonard Cohen,
Outsiders,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Severed Heads,
K-Klass,
Tears for Fears,
Bill Near,
Jimmy McGriff,
Roxette,
Piero Umiliani,
John Cale,
Grandmaster Flash,
Letta Mbulu,
The Fugs,
Skarface,
Siglo XX,
The Offenders,
Boogie Down Productions,
Livin' Joy,
Symarip,
Bill Wells,
Eric B and Rakim,
Nas,
Excepter,
Jerry's Kids,
Flash Fearless,
David Bowie,
Ituana,
Black Sheep,
Peter and Kerry,
Yaz,
DJ Style,
Crash Course in Science,
E-Dancer,
Maurizio,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kool Moe Dee,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Erasure,
Crispy Ambulance,
Warren Ellis,
The Toasters,
The Motions,
Depeche Mode,
The Standells,
The Black Dice,
Magazine,
the Normal,
Metal Thangz,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eric Dolphy,
Joe Smooth,
Fear,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.