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 Bhutan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tokyo.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sparks to the funk 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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alison Limerick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Goldenarms,
Hardrive,
Crime,
Erykah Badu,
Ronnie Foster,
Lalo Schifrin,
Peter and Kerry,
The Fuzztones,
Accadde A,
cv313,
Japan,
Y Pants,
The Gun Club,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ohio Players,
Pantytec,
Stiv Bators,
EPMD,
Sarah Menescal,
Tommy Roe,
The Raincoats,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Con Funk Shun,
The Blackbyrds,
Fluxion,
Lebanon Hanover,
Shoche,
Reuben Wilson,
Sam Rivers,
Oblivians,
John Coltrane,
Arab on Radar,
Franke,
Nico,
Godley & Creme,
Joey Negro,
Organ,
The Five Americans,
The Beau Brummels,
The Human League,
John Foxx,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Byron Stingily,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jimmy McGriff,
Funky Four + One,
Faraquet,
Man Eating Sloth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pole,
Public Enemy,
Joy Division,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Leaves,
The Velvet Underground,
The Gladiators,
Johnny Clarke,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.