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 Burundi and from London.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Gories,
Judy Mowatt,
Silicon Teens,
Donald Byrd,
X-101,
Vladislav Delay,
The Victims,
The Remains,
Todd Rundgren,
The Seeds,
EPMD,
Letta Mbulu,
Minny Pops,
Fela Kuti,
D'Angelo,
The Modern Lovers,
The Invisible,
Terry Callier,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Leonard Cohen,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Knickerbockers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Human League,
Amon Düül II,
Davy DMX,
Oneida,
Rufus Thomas,
Sixth Finger,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joyce Sims,
The Blues Magoos,
Technova,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jeru the Damaja,
Crime,
Throbbing Gristle,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fatback Band,
Q65,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Stooges,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kenny Larkin,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fad Gadget,
Unwound,
Colin Newman,
Lower 48,
Spandau Ballet,
The Young Rascals,
Pole,
Can,
Lyres,
Dual Sessions,
Pylon,
Ultimate Spinach,
Johnny Clarke,
Soul II Soul,
Altered Images,
The Smiths,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
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.