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 Turkey and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 guitar 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 Technova to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Black Sheep,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nas,
T.S.O.L.,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Young Rascals,
Ken Boothe,
Peter and Kerry,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Spandau Ballet,
Wings,
Malaria!,
Unrelated Segments,
Ultra Naté,
Tropical Tobacco,
ABBA,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fire Engines,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Cheater Slicks,
Marvin Gaye,
Roger Hodgson,
Duran Duran,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Birthday Party,
Amon Düül II,
Niagra,
Q65,
Hashim,
Fugazi,
Boogie Down Productions,
Swans,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Victims,
Magazine,
the Association,
Soft Cell,
Zapp,
Byron Stingily,
The Golliwogs,
Donald Byrd,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Infiniti,
Joe Smooth,
MC5,
Subhumans,
Fear,
Throbbing Gristle,
Monolake,
Moebius,
Make Up,
Sixth Finger,
Porter Ricks,
Thompson Twins,
Cymande,
Bad Manners,
Eli Mardock,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.