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 Croatia and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Last Poets,
The Shadows of Knight,
Soul II Soul,
Black Flag,
Talk Talk,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Con Funk Shun,
The Searchers,
Ludus,
Deakin,
Jacques Brel,
John Lydon,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ituana,
Todd Terry,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Big Daddy Kane,
Swell Maps,
Crash Course in Science,
The Buckinghams,
DJ Sneak,
The Selecter,
The Raincoats,
Masters at Work,
Junior Murvin,
Groovy Waters,
Pussy Galore,
Hot Snakes,
The Star Department,
Soft Machine,
the Association,
The Music Machine,
Crime,
the Soft Cell,
Bobby Byrd,
Idris Muhammad,
Fear,
Alton Ellis,
Radiohead,
Yazoo,
Magma,
Q65,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cabaret Voltaire,
FM Einheit,
MDC,
Interpol,
Hoover,
Fela Kuti,
Mantronix,
Matthew Halsall,
Chris & Cosey,
Fatback Band,
Livin' Joy,
Moby Grape,
Man Eating Sloth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.