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 St Lucia and from Bologna.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Sonic Youth to the grime 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 The Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
The Trojans,
The J.B.'s,
The Cure,
Davy DMX,
Danielle Patucci,
The Martian,
Eric Dolphy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mad Mike,
Ossler,
MDC,
Masters at Work,
Lou Christie,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Al Stewart,
Gerry Rafferty,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Charles Mingus,
The Flesh Eaters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Busters,
Eve St. Jones,
Excepter,
Black Moon,
Malaria!,
Godley & Creme,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Be Bop Deluxe,
New Order,
Michelle Simonal,
Gang Green,
Skarface,
This Heat,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mo-Dettes,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Shuggie Otis,
Lalann,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tommy Roe,
Wings,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Real Kids,
The Remains,
The Move,
Underground Resistance,
X-102,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Hashim,
Niagra,
Animal Collective,
The Modern Lovers,
Q65,
the Human League,
Adolescents,
Hasil Adkins,
Minor Threat,
Nick Fraelich,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.