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 Senegal and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 clarinet 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 Joy Division to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Piero Umiliani,
Slick Rick,
Silicon Teens,
Prince Buster,
Fatback Band,
Gong,
JFA,
Dave Gahan,
DJ Style,
The Walker Brothers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Brothers Johnson,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Birthday Party,
Crispian St. Peters,
Robert Wyatt,
Half Japanese,
The Gories,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bobby Womack,
Rufus Thomas,
Michelle Simonal,
The Kinks,
Erykah Badu,
Minutemen,
Frankie Knuckles,
PIL,
Make Up,
Chris & Cosey,
Kenny Larkin,
David Bowie,
Davy DMX,
Procol Harum,
The Vogues,
Kurtis Blow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Arthur Verocai,
Chris Corsano,
Nick Fraelich,
Bad Manners,
Vainqueur,
One Last Wish,
Underground Resistance,
Soul II Soul,
Stiv Bators,
MC5,
Morten Harket,
Ossler,
Patti Smith,
Ice-T,
Flipper,
ABBA,
B.T. Express,
Donald Byrd,
Television,
Altered Images,
Idris Muhammad,
Roxette,
Grandmaster Flash,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.