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 Serbia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the dance 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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Yusef Lateef,
The Walker Brothers,
Laurel Aitken,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
June of 44,
Siglo XX,
The Fuzztones,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Arthur Verocai,
Basic Channel,
John Cale,
Minnie Riperton,
Neil Young,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cameo,
Lower 48,
The Move,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Searchers,
Ken Boothe,
Pere Ubu,
Althea and Donna,
Interpol,
Moss Icon,
Sonny Sharrock,
Godley & Creme,
Marcia Griffiths,
Colin Newman,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Donald Byrd,
Cluster,
Soulsonic Force,
Albert Ayler,
a-ha,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Qualms,
The Slits,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gregory Isaacs,
Silicon Teens,
Arcadia,
In Retrospect,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Man Eating Sloth,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scion,
Chris Corsano,
Brick,
Gang Starr,
Rod Modell,
Scientists,
Guru Guru,
The Victims,
Pylon,
Country Teasers,
Rapeman,
Moebius,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.