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 Latvia and from Madrid.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Michael McDonald 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 Hardrive to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
Fear,
Porter Ricks,
Black Moon,
The Stooges,
The Fugs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skaos,
Joey Negro,
Michelle Simonal,
Bush Tetras,
The Skatalites,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Last Poets,
Moss Icon,
Scan 7,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ronnie Foster,
The Angels of Light,
Livin' Joy,
June of 44,
Max Romeo,
Avey Tare,
Leonard Cohen,
Funky Four + One,
Barry Ungar,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kevin Saunderson,
Blancmange,
John Cale,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Althea and Donna,
Shuggie Otis,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
cv313,
Roxette,
Gang Gang Dance,
Minny Pops,
Jacques Brel,
Alice Coltrane,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
DNA,
Saccharine Trust,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Birthday Party,
Sugar Minott,
Fluxion,
Hashim,
Sällskapet,
Flipper,
Half Japanese,
Gabor Szabo,
The Monks,
Boredoms,
Stetsasonic,
The Litter,
Clear Light,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.