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 East Timor and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 clarinet 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 Pantytec to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
Negative Approach,
Don Cherry,
The Monochrome Set,
Maleditus Sound,
Bobby Sherman,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Monolake,
Pussy Galore,
Half Japanese,
Marvin Gaye,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Connie Case,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lou Christie,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Drive Like Jehu,
The New Christs,
Kaleidoscope,
Cal Tjader,
Black Moon,
The Cramps,
Sunsets and Hearts,
8 Eyed Spy,
Agent Orange,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bang On A Can,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mo-Dettes,
The Motions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Zapp,
Lindisfarne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Smiths,
Bobby Womack,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marc Almond,
The Remains,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Red Krayola,
Black Sheep,
Soft Cell,
Peter and Kerry,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Little Man,
La Düsseldorf,
The Tremeloes,
The Stooges,
Terry Callier,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pulsallama,
Ice-T,
Monks,
Camouflage,
Jeff Mills,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Section 25,
Icehouse,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.