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 Lebanon and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 arpeggiator 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 The Fall to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
Nils Olav,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Camouflage,
Mo-Dettes,
June Days,
Roger Hodgson,
Aaron Thompson,
Gang Starr,
The Residents,
Scrapy,
Stereo Dub,
China Crisis,
Kaleidoscope,
Janne Schatter,
Freddie Wadling,
Morten Harket,
Letta Mbulu,
The Count Five,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Guru Guru,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Erykah Badu,
Magazine,
The Blues Magoos,
Lyres,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rod Modell,
The Blackbyrds,
Minor Threat,
the Association,
Cheater Slicks,
Groovy Waters,
Yaz,
UT,
Black Pus,
John Holt,
Ludus,
Monolake,
Godley & Creme,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Loose Ends,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Half Japanese,
Oblivians,
the Human League,
Echospace,
Alison Limerick,
The Busters,
The Pretty Things,
Arcadia,
Babytalk,
Parry Music,
The Invisible,
The Leaves,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dorothy Ashby,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.