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 Qatar and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manila.
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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gregory Isaacs to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Slave,
Sun City Girls,
Ronan,
Reagan Youth,
Chris Corsano,
Blossom Toes,
Soft Machine,
Mo-Dettes,
Sällskapet,
Connie Case,
Derrick May,
K-Klass,
Altered Images,
Nas,
Sugar Minott,
The Dirtbombs,
The Fuzztones,
The Toasters,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nik Kershaw,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Sound,
John Foxx,
Johnny Clarke,
Radio Birdman,
Tim Buckley,
E-Dancer,
Vladislav Delay,
Sparks,
Siglo XX,
Pet Shop Boys,
MC5,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Theoretical Girls,
Marmalade,
Flipper,
Alphaville,
X-101,
Skaos,
10cc,
Intrusion,
Ultra Naté,
Rakim,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bobby Byrd,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hasil Adkins,
Marc Almond,
Country Teasers,
Mary Jane Girls,
Dark Day,
The Saints,
T. Rex,
Ludus,
Ralphi Rosario,
Chrome,
The Electric Prunes,
The Move,
Scan 7,
Audionom,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.