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 Paraguay and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 synthesizer 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 the Soft Cell to the dance 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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners 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 disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill 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?
Banda Bassotti,
Jesper Dahlback,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rosa Yemen,
Sparks,
Lou Christie,
Reuben Wilson,
Agent Orange,
Stetsasonic,
Delta 5,
Negative Approach,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Robert Wyatt,
Bill Wells,
The Selecter,
Rhythm & Sound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Howard Jones,
Lalann,
Whodini,
Goldenarms,
The Young Rascals,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lalo Schifrin,
Stereo Dub,
Barbara Tucker,
Eric Dolphy,
AZ,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pere Ubu,
Matthew Halsall,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Dual Sessions,
Con Funk Shun,
The Doobie Brothers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Danielle Patucci,
the Slits,
Big Daddy Kane,
Susan Cadogan,
Sound Behaviour,
K-Klass,
Audionom,
Al Stewart,
Wolf Eyes,
Donny Hathaway,
Dark Day,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Radiohead,
Deakin,
The Litter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Neil Young,
Newcleus,
Skriet,
Ornette Coleman,
Camberwell Now,
The Doors,
Ash Ra Tempel,
New Age Steppers,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.