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 Panama and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Popol Vuh to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Quadrant,
Thompson Twins,
Joe Smooth,
Pere Ubu,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Skatalites,
DJ Style,
Scan 7,
The Divine Comedy,
Tommy Roe,
Kool Moe Dee,
Swans,
Essential Logic,
Half Japanese,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Human League,
Al Stewart,
James White and The Blacks,
The Mummies,
Soul II Soul,
the Association,
The Names,
Electric Light Orchestra,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sixth Finger,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Warren Ellis,
Wolf Eyes,
The Fuzztones,
Alice Coltrane,
The Leaves,
Ronan,
Symarip,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Television Personalities,
Loose Ends,
Young Marble Giants,
Theoretical Girls,
These Immortal Souls,
UT,
Arcadia,
Todd Terry,
Lou Christie,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tears for Fears,
Eric Copeland,
Supertramp,
Ultimate Spinach,
Faraquet,
The Remains,
The Seeds,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Skaos,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eve St. Jones,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Whodini,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Motorama,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.