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 Romania and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tehran.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Germs to the punk 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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sex Pistols,
Zapp,
Delta 5,
Harmonia,
The Stooges,
Dave Gahan,
The Music Machine,
Drexciya,
Agitation Free,
Vainqueur,
H. Thieme,
Lebanon Hanover,
Moss Icon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Scan 7,
The Motions,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Neon Judgement,
Bill Near,
Schoolly D,
Q and Not U,
Eve St. Jones,
Technova,
Big Daddy Kane,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Derrick May,
Wire,
Reuben Wilson,
Ossler,
The Electric Prunes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Godley & Creme,
Donald Byrd,
Cybotron,
Stetsasonic,
Kool Moe Dee,
Deakin,
Lalann,
The Index,
Half Japanese,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sugar Minott,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Move,
Boredoms,
Slave,
Stiv Bators,
Khruangbin,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sandy B,
Kenny Larkin,
Symarip,
Byron Stingily,
The Modern Lovers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Aaron Thompson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Peter & Gordon,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.