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 Singapore and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 chamberlin 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 Tommy Roe to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
China Crisis,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Robert Hood,
Absolute Body Control,
The Zeros,
Grauzone,
The Grass Roots,
Todd Terry,
MC5,
Cheater Slicks,
E-Dancer,
The Gap Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Whodini,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bang On A Can,
Pole,
Sällskapet,
The Cure,
Derrick May,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Busters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Blossom Toes,
Chris Corsano,
Wings,
Ludus,
The Trojans,
Joe Smooth,
LL Cool J,
Youth Brigade,
Agent Orange,
The Human League,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Smoke,
Babytalk,
Mandrill,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Raincoats,
Rhythm & Sound,
Minnie Riperton,
Jerry's Kids,
Fad Gadget,
Yellowson,
the Sonics,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Saints,
The Buckinghams,
Japan,
Vainqueur,
the Association,
Alphaville,
Bobby Sherman,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eric Dolphy,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.