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 Liberia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 oboe 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 The Smoke to the rap 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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Derrick Morgan,
A Certain Ratio,
Royal Trux,
Skaos,
Agitation Free,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Scion,
Cluster,
Hasil Adkins,
David Axelrod,
Morten Harket,
Kurtis Blow,
China Crisis,
The Last Poets,
Public Enemy,
Tomorrow,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Robert Wyatt,
Average White Band,
Dawn Penn,
Groovy Waters,
Black Bananas,
Sun Ra,
Stiv Bators,
ABBA,
In Retrospect,
Masters at Work,
June of 44,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The J.B.'s,
The Motions,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Joe Smooth,
Boredoms,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Television Personalities,
Silicon Teens,
Black Moon,
D'Angelo,
cv313,
Lindisfarne,
Urselle,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Slits,
Second Layer,
AZ,
Qualms,
Ultravox,
Audionom,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Electric Prunes,
Matthew Halsall,
Organ,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Banda Bassotti,
Leonard Cohen,
Rites of Spring,
John Foxx,
Desert Stars,
Stockholm Monsters,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.