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 Mozambique and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Television to the techno 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 Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
A Certain Ratio,
The Fortunes,
Rotary Connection,
Popol Vuh,
Eric Dolphy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Residents,
Von Mondo,
Motorama,
Magazine,
the Soft Cell,
Audionom,
The Moleskins,
One Last Wish,
Leonard Cohen,
John Coltrane,
The Sonics,
Warren Ellis,
Terrestrial Tones,
Derrick May,
Nation of Ulysses,
Grey Daturas,
The Standells,
Second Layer,
Suburban Knight,
Little Man,
Skriet,
Public Enemy,
Alton Ellis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joey Negro,
Tres Demented,
Jeff Lynne,
Andrew Hill,
Babytalk,
Hoover,
Das Ding,
Loose Ends,
The Star Department,
a-ha,
Kool Moe Dee,
Al Stewart,
Joe Finger,
Circle Jerks,
Chrome,
The Count Five,
Cymande,
Tim Buckley,
Sun Ra,
U.S. Maple,
Pulsallama,
Wolf Eyes,
D'Angelo,
Soul Sonic Force,
Crooked Eye,
Black Bananas,
Symarip,
Lyres,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gang Green,
Ornette Coleman,
Roy Ayers,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.