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 Andorra and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 organ 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 Grandmaster Flash to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Red Krayola record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
The Angels of Light,
Andrew Hill,
The J.B.'s,
Icehouse,
Franke,
Yellowson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sex Pistols,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Flipper,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Faust,
Blossom Toes,
Sight & Sound,
Slick Rick,
Quando Quango,
Stetsasonic,
The Leaves,
Barrington Levy,
Neil Young,
Fort Wilson Riot,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Half Japanese,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sparks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cluster,
The Motions,
Pierre Henry,
The Litter,
Marc Almond,
Marine Girls,
Crash Course in Science,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Niagra,
Heaven 17,
Nas,
The Blues Magoos,
The Techniques,
Brothers Johnson,
Nils Olav,
Porter Ricks,
Marmalade,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
the Slits,
Khruangbin,
Angry Samoans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Circle Jerks,
Nirvana,
Todd Rundgren,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Skarface,
Panda Bear,
Suicide,
Delon & Dalcan,
Average White Band,
Camouflage,
UT,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.