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 Denmark and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 ABC to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marmalade,
Kerri Chandler,
Michelle Simonal,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Misunderstood,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Invisible,
Donald Byrd,
Organ,
David Axelrod,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sandy B,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ohio Players,
Bronski Beat,
Fat Boys,
Echospace,
Pylon,
Ronan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Spoonie Gee,
Graham Central Station,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eddi Front,
EPMD,
Sonic Youth,
Lou Reed,
Arcadia,
Animal Collective,
Danielle Patucci,
Arab on Radar,
Motorama,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sex Pistols,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bobby Sherman,
The Searchers,
The Slackers,
Soft Cell,
Moss Icon,
Dual Sessions,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Vainqueur,
The Red Krayola,
Joey Negro,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
A Certain Ratio,
Mark Hollis,
Blossom Toes,
Hardrive,
Bizarre Inc.,
Trumans Water,
Tres Demented,
Quantec,
Junior Murvin,
Scott Walker,
Anakelly,
Shoche,
Pole,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye.
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.