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 Honduras and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 theremin 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 China Crisis 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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All the Bar-Kays tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a U.S. Maple record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Junior Murvin,
Iggy Pop,
Deadbeat,
Erasure,
Piero Umiliani,
Skarface,
The Mojo Men,
E-Dancer,
the Slits,
The Fugs,
John Cale,
These Immortal Souls,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pet Shop Boys,
Arthur Verocai,
Babytalk,
The Velvet Underground,
Neu!,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Music Machine,
EPMD,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Boz Scaggs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eurythmics,
Trumans Water,
Darondo,
Y Pants,
Roxette,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Country Teasers,
Marmalade,
Grandmaster Flash,
Urselle,
Depeche Mode,
Von Mondo,
Laurel Aitken,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Brass Construction,
Bronski Beat,
Circle Jerks,
Jandek,
PIL,
Jeff Mills,
Dennis Brown,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Fire Engines,
Alice Coltrane,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bill Wells,
Alton Ellis,
Althea and Donna,
The Blues Magoos,
Cecil Taylor,
Nico,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.