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 China and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Spandau Ballet to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amazonics,
Ossler,
Unrelated Segments,
Yaz,
Von Mondo,
Boogie Down Productions,
Stetsasonic,
Dorothy Ashby,
Harmonia,
The Residents,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Depeche Mode,
Sällskapet,
Gong,
Siglo XX,
Eric Dolphy,
Henry Cow,
Eurythmics,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fugazi,
Television Personalities,
Lungfish,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ralphi Rosario,
The J.B.'s,
Agent Orange,
Aaron Thompson,
Nick Fraelich,
John Lydon,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Franke,
Lower 48,
Nirvana,
Tears for Fears,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Yazoo,
Eddi Front,
Pole,
Delon & Dalcan,
Erykah Badu,
Chris Corsano,
Sandy B,
Kayak,
The Raincoats,
Ice-T,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
James White and The Blacks,
Black Moon,
The Count Five,
Derrick May,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ronnie Foster,
Ponytail,
MC5,
Scratch Acid,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Judy Mowatt,
Rites of Spring,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.