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 Australia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bluetip to the crunk 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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Ornette Coleman,
Gerry Rafferty,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Niagra,
F. McDonald,
The Knickerbockers,
Aswad,
The Smoke,
The Leaves,
Babytalk,
Severed Heads,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Organ,
Ralphi Rosario,
Andrew Hill,
Bauhaus,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rakim,
The Cramps,
Marshall Jefferson,
Yellowson,
Fatback Band,
Lou Christie,
Ken Boothe,
Arcadia,
Yaz,
Heaven 17,
Arab on Radar,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Quadrant,
Black Flag,
FM Einheit,
Susan Cadogan,
Gang Starr,
Monolake,
Spoonie Gee,
the Germs,
Fela Kuti,
Porter Ricks,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Stooges,
Pantaleimon,
Ronnie Foster,
Todd Terry,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Funky Four + One,
Mad Mike,
Yusef Lateef,
Howard Jones,
The Blackbyrds,
Scrapy,
June of 44,
Robert Hood,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.