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 Indonesia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Essential Logic to the funk 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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Pulsallama,
Jandek,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Chrome,
Danielle Patucci,
Donny Hathaway,
Bang On A Can,
Kaleidoscope,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lungfish,
Joensuu 1685,
Derrick May,
Bush Tetras,
Nick Fraelich,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Busters,
Fear,
Cybotron,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Nico,
Fad Gadget,
Dave Gahan,
The Barracudas,
Dorothy Ashby,
Unrelated Segments,
The Standells,
The Golliwogs,
Freddie Wadling,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Metal Thangz,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Wire,
Todd Terry,
Junior Murvin,
Symarip,
The Smoke,
Roger Hodgson,
Jerry's Kids,
Matthew Bourne,
The Shadows of Knight,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Bar-Kays,
Janne Schatter,
kango's stein massive,
Henry Cow,
The Searchers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Normal,
Blancmange,
Piero Umiliani,
The Mojo Men,
Traffic Nightmare,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Youth Brigade,
Gerry Rafferty,
Byron Stingily,
Hardrive,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.