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 Armenia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 clarinet 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 Music Machine to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Knickerbockers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Con Funk Shun,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Arab on Radar,
Pole,
Altered Images,
Dave Gahan,
Nico,
The Offenders,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pere Ubu,
Minutemen,
The Electric Prunes,
Gang Green,
Ken Boothe,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bobby Byrd,
Grey Daturas,
Freddie Wadling,
Slick Rick,
Brick,
Pantytec,
Fela Kuti,
Minor Threat,
Youth Brigade,
Lungfish,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Standells,
Ice-T,
Parry Music,
Yellowson,
The Fuzztones,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brand Nubian,
Suicide,
The Blackbyrds,
MC5,
Robert Hood,
Little Man,
Skaos,
Pylon,
Oneida,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kevin Saunderson,
Matthew Bourne,
Ronnie Foster,
Brass Construction,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Adolescents,
The Misunderstood,
Fad Gadget,
Bootsy Collins,
Althea and Donna,
The Beau Brummels,
10cc,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pharoah Sanders,
Talk Talk,
Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B.
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.