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 Papua New Guinea and from Lagos.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes 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 PIL to the disco 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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Electric Prunes,
48th St. Collective,
Fatback Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Unwound,
Albert Ayler,
the Association,
The Invisible,
Slave,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Monks,
Tubeway Army,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bad Manners,
Ken Boothe,
Todd Terry,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Derrick May,
Jesper Dahlback,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fugazi,
Ralphi Rosario,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Offenders,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Slackers,
Nas,
Loose Ends,
The J.B.'s,
Ultra Naté,
Lightning Bolt,
Mantronix,
Roxette,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Reuben Wilson,
The Leaves,
Eric Copeland,
Johnny Osbourne,
R.M.O.,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jimmy McGriff,
Technova,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Patti Smith,
Livin' Joy,
Rapeman,
The Electric Prunes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dawn Penn,
New Age Steppers,
Moby Grape,
Chris & Cosey,
David Bowie,
the Soft Cell,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ronnie Foster,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.