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 Tuvalu and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Duran Duran to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pussy Galore,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Amon Düül II,
Boredoms,
Leonard Cohen,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dead Boys,
Faust,
Pere Ubu,
Ohio Players,
Sly & The Family Stone,
La Düsseldorf,
Bill Wells,
Agitation Free,
Grey Daturas,
Nils Olav,
The Moleskins,
Bush Tetras,
Camouflage,
Babytalk,
The Victims,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Cramps,
Simply Red,
Loose Ends,
John Cale,
Patti Smith,
Bluetip,
Agent Orange,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Standells,
Frankie Knuckles,
Skriet,
Josef K,
CMW,
Schoolly D,
Japan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Barry Ungar,
Soul II Soul,
K-Klass,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dual Sessions,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Swans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Judy Mowatt,
David McCallum,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Stiv Bators,
Kaleidoscope,
Black Moon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Dirtbombs,
The Pop Group,
MDC,
Terry Callier,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.