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 Cameroon and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Aural Exciters to the jazz 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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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 Neon Judgement,
Blancmange,
Iggy Pop,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Magma,
Masters at Work,
Letta Mbulu,
The Grass Roots,
Lalann,
D'Angelo,
The Victims,
The Sonics,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ten City,
The Raincoats,
Erykah Badu,
The Selecter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Minnie Riperton,
Eurythmics,
Jeff Mills,
Ultravox,
The Flesh Eaters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Wasted Youth,
Youth Brigade,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Seeds,
Sixth Finger,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lower 48,
Big Daddy Kane,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Blues Magoos,
K-Klass,
Be Bop Deluxe,
James White and The Blacks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Scion,
These Immortal Souls,
Andrew Hill,
Sly & The Family Stone,
MDC,
World's Most,
The Modern Lovers,
Slave,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Misunderstood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Human League,
MC5,
Kaleidoscope,
Kenny Larkin,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
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.