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 Brunei and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 snare 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 The Fortunes to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
The Motions,
Althea and Donna,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Brick,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Toni Rubio,
Agitation Free,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pantaleimon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Buzzcocks,
Arthur Verocai,
Gang of Four,
Stereo Dub,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
This Heat,
Kurtis Blow,
The Searchers,
Juan Atkins,
Pharoah Sanders,
Zero Boys,
X-101,
Rhythm & Sound,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Erasure,
Stetsasonic,
Bobby Byrd,
Robert Görl,
The Cowsills,
John Holt,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Gap Band,
the Bar-Kays,
John Cale,
Archie Shepp,
The Offenders,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Drexciya,
Scan 7,
Rod Modell,
Cameo,
Moebius,
Kerri Chandler,
Johnny Osbourne,
Big Daddy Kane,
Maleditus Sound,
Goldenarms,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Idris Muhammad,
Henry Cow,
Altered Images,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Invisible,
June Days,
The Young Rascals,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.