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 Bangladesh and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 marimba 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 Yaz to the electroclash 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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
The Residents,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Wire,
Supertramp,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Frankie Knuckles,
Aural Exciters,
The Last Poets,
Schoolly D,
The Music Machine,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Young Marble Giants,
Bush Tetras,
Jimmy McGriff,
Amon Düül,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joyce Sims,
Q65,
DJ Style,
Danielle Patucci,
Ossler,
Guru Guru,
Shoche,
Hasil Adkins,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Soft Machine,
Camouflage,
Mars,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bluetip,
Make Up,
Bronski Beat,
Saccharine Trust,
Joy Division,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Monks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Altered Images,
Scion,
Roxette,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Robert Wyatt,
Pantytec,
One Last Wish,
Pantaleimon,
Cluster,
Popol Vuh,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ice-T,
Rites of Spring,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Chris Corsano,
Crime,
The Gun Club,
DJ Sneak,
Curtis Mayfield,
Echospace,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Black Moon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Buzzcocks,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.