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 Sudan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare 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 Gregory Isaacs to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tropical Tobacco record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Music Machine,
T.S.O.L.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Gladiators,
Soft Machine,
Robert Wyatt,
The Doors,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
CMW,
Connie Case,
Accadde A,
Simply Red,
Stockholm Monsters,
Duran Duran,
Ituana,
Joe Smooth,
Brothers Johnson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Warsaw,
X-Ray Spex,
Marcia Griffiths,
Slick Rick,
Groovy Waters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kool Moe Dee,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Doobie Brothers,
Drexciya,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Graham Central Station,
David McCallum,
Tears for Fears,
The Human League,
Massinfluence,
Scott Walker,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Throbbing Gristle,
Brass Construction,
Eve St. Jones,
Donny Hathaway,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Happenings,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Dirtbombs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nirvana,
EPMD,
Funky Four + One,
Stereo Dub,
The Red Krayola,
Joey Negro,
Whodini,
Buzzcocks,
Rekid,
The Buckinghams,
Qualms,
Blake Baxter,
Babytalk,
Agitation Free,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.