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 Philippines and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ 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 Franke to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
the Bar-Kays,
Joey Negro,
Bootsy Collins,
Jeff Lynne,
Camberwell Now,
The Golliwogs,
Gang Green,
Soul II Soul,
Minutemen,
DJ Style,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Theoretical Girls,
Grandmaster Flash,
Icehouse,
Ronnie Foster,
Pere Ubu,
U.S. Maple,
Minny Pops,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Oblivians,
Todd Terry,
The Motions,
Can,
Junior Murvin,
The Move,
The Tremeloes,
Stetsasonic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Banda Bassotti,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Liliput,
Davy DMX,
Blake Baxter,
The Grass Roots,
The Techniques,
Lungfish,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fugazi,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kas Product,
E-Dancer,
Robert Hood,
Neu!,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bad Manners,
Supertramp,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marc Almond,
Charles Mingus,
Gregory Isaacs,
A Certain Ratio,
Sugar Minott,
Ponytail,
Amazonics,
Cymande,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Schoolly D,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.