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 Switzerland and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 UT to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Isaac Hayes,
Neu!,
Organ,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dawn Penn,
Q and Not U,
Patti Smith,
The Names,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Quantec,
Gang of Four,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
La Düsseldorf,
Lyres,
The Cramps,
Sonny Sharrock,
Altered Images,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eddi Front,
Franke,
The Fugs,
Ronan,
Masters at Work,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Anthony Braxton,
Outsiders,
Nico,
Talk Talk,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dead Boys,
Peter and Kerry,
The Golliwogs,
Wings,
Barry Ungar,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mars,
Jesper Dahlback,
X-Ray Spex,
One Last Wish,
Todd Terry,
DNA,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Interpol,
Roger Hodgson,
Jeff Mills,
Bill Near,
The Monks,
Popol Vuh,
Crash Course in Science,
The Searchers,
The Durutti Column,
Wire,
Funkadelic,
The Tremeloes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marmalade,
Sugar Minott,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eurythmics,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tres Demented,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.