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 Senegal and from Edmonton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Inner City to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
Swell Maps,
Moss Icon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Stiv Bators,
Cybotron,
The Offenders,
Harpers Bizarre,
Slick Rick,
Pylon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Brand Nubian,
Soul II Soul,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ituana,
The Knickerbockers,
Spandau Ballet,
The Smiths,
Pussy Galore,
Leonard Cohen,
Cal Tjader,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Liliput,
Aural Exciters,
Au Pairs,
Echospace,
Khruangbin,
The Birthday Party,
Dawn Penn,
The Toasters,
L. Decosne,
cv313,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Move,
Bill Near,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Misunderstood,
Dennis Brown,
Bobby Byrd,
Swans,
Talk Talk,
Electric Prunes,
DNA,
D'Angelo,
Frankie Knuckles,
Skaos,
Whodini,
Wally Richardson,
The Cramps,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Chris Corsano,
Ten City,
Joy Division,
Radiopuhelimet,
Symarip,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Human League,
Delta 5,
Robert Hood,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.