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 Poland and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 David Bowie 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 Brand Nubian to the dance 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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
Bad Manners,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Sound,
La Düsseldorf,
cv313,
Y Pants,
kango's stein massive,
The Misunderstood,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
the Soft Cell,
Susan Cadogan,
Accadde A,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Leaves,
Schoolly D,
Dead Boys,
Fat Boys,
The Techniques,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Drexciya,
Desert Stars,
X-101,
Derrick Morgan,
Colin Newman,
Infiniti,
Gil Scott Heron,
The New Christs,
Barrington Levy,
The Blackbyrds,
Boredoms,
Aswad,
The Evens,
Theoretical Girls,
Monolake,
Sugar Minott,
Unwound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rhythm & Sound,
Laurel Aitken,
Fluxion,
Delta 5,
Harmonia,
Tropical Tobacco,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nils Olav,
Joy Division,
Hashim,
Ice-T,
Motorama,
KRS-One,
Black Sheep,
Sexual Harrassment,
Warsaw,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
PIL,
World's Most,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.