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 Norway and from Sao Paulo.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
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 synthesizer 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 Lou Christie to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Rites of Spring,
Banda Bassotti,
Bobby Womack,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lee Hazlewood,
Model 500,
Radio Birdman,
Technova,
Young Marble Giants,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Minutemen,
Jeru the Damaja,
Television,
Wally Richardson,
Isaac Hayes,
Pere Ubu,
Little Man,
Nils Olav,
The Techniques,
Silicon Teens,
Quadrant,
Agitation Free,
T.S.O.L.,
The Trojans,
The Dead C,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Blossom Toes,
Stiv Bators,
Kevin Saunderson,
Make Up,
Crash Course in Science,
Cheater Slicks,
Wire,
The Litter,
The New Christs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fat Boys,
MDC,
Cluster,
Gichy Dan,
Los Fastidios,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mark Hollis,
Ludus,
Monolake,
Yellowson,
Tres Demented,
The Wake,
Barry Ungar,
FM Einheit,
Audionom,
The Fuzztones,
Buzzcocks,
Sparks,
Monks,
Second Layer,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rakim,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.