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 Estonia and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Hashim to the grunge 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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Ronnie Foster,
Deepchord,
The Seeds,
The Music Machine,
Desert Stars,
Letta Mbulu,
Gang Starr,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Fall,
LL Cool J,
Crime,
Cluster,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kevin Saunderson,
Maurizio,
Heaven 17,
Mad Mike,
Au Pairs,
Sixth Finger,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Alton Ellis,
The Techniques,
Pere Ubu,
Ultra Naté,
The Birthday Party,
The Moody Blues,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dave Gahan,
Deakin,
Harmonia,
Todd Terry,
Jacques Brel,
Soul Sonic Force,
Magazine,
Franke,
The Divine Comedy,
China Crisis,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bauhaus,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pantytec,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Los Fastidios,
Man Parrish,
Al Stewart,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Janne Schatter,
Anthony Braxton,
One Last Wish,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Can,
Main Source,
Sarah Menescal,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nirvana,
Subhumans,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sam Rivers,
Yaz,
Flipper,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.