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 Thailand and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 theremin 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 Marmalade to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
Franke,
The Gories,
Ronnie Foster,
Scion,
The Knickerbockers,
Max Romeo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Brass Construction,
Television Personalities,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jeff Lynne,
DNA,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Amon Düül II,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kas Product,
The Pretty Things,
Ken Boothe,
The Move,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sun City Girls,
Soft Machine,
Laurel Aitken,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Big Daddy Kane,
Brick,
The Electric Prunes,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Barbara Tucker,
Davy DMX,
Heaven 17,
Derrick Morgan,
Siglo XX,
Scientists,
The Fortunes,
Infiniti,
X-101,
Ultravox,
Al Stewart,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Maurizio,
Quantec,
U.S. Maple,
Andrew Hill,
Godley & Creme,
The Saints,
Y Pants,
Josef K,
La Düsseldorf,
Radio Birdman,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Easy Going,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Golliwogs,
The Trojans,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.