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 Dominica and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Black Bananas to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Infiniti,
The Pop Group,
Traffic Nightmare,
Depeche Mode,
The Gap Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tommy Roe,
the Association,
Lightning Bolt,
the Fania All-Stars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Yusef Lateef,
June Days,
Man Eating Sloth,
Johnny Clarke,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Blake Baxter,
Aloha Tigers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Sound,
Smog,
Talk Talk,
Nils Olav,
Tomorrow,
Gang Gang Dance,
Maleditus Sound,
John Cale,
Freddie Wadling,
Babytalk,
Archie Shepp,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Toni Rubio,
Magma,
Idris Muhammad,
Yellowson,
Scott Walker,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Tremeloes,
Gichy Dan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
PIL,
Dead Boys,
La Düsseldorf,
Porter Ricks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sarah Menescal,
Au Pairs,
Pantytec,
R.M.O.,
Quando Quango,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Five Americans,
Roxette,
Funky Four + One,
DJ Sneak,
The Victims,
Youth Brigade,
10cc,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.