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 St Lucia and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro 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 Skaos to the jazz 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
Carl Craig,
Reagan Youth,
Make Up,
PIL,
China Crisis,
Johnny Osbourne,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mandrill,
Tim Buckley,
Nick Fraelich,
Bobby Womack,
Surgeon,
Ice-T,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Drexciya,
Ronnie Foster,
Junior Murvin,
The Litter,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Delon & Dalcan,
Qualms,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Zeros,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tubeway Army,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Connie Case,
Buzzcocks,
Lungfish,
The Fortunes,
Silicon Teens,
Cybotron,
Eric Copeland,
Fear,
Pagans,
Can,
The American Breed,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Popol Vuh,
Dark Day,
Young Marble Giants,
Sonny Sharrock,
Grauzone,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ultravox,
U.S. Maple,
Technova,
Freddie Wadling,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sun City Girls,
Lightning Bolt,
New Order,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Howard Jones,
The Invisible,
Tres Demented,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tropical Tobacco,
Eve St. Jones,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.