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 Togo and from Paris.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 arpeggiator 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 Soul Sonic Force to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
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,
Funkadelic,
Newcleus,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Juan Atkins,
Alice Coltrane,
Thompson Twins,
Make Up,
Wire,
The Sonics,
Black Moon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Isaac Hayes,
CMW,
Piero Umiliani,
Yaz,
Jeff Mills,
Pulsallama,
Infiniti,
The Gun Club,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pylon,
Albert Ayler,
Swans,
X-101,
LL Cool J,
Neu!,
The Vogues,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Germs,
The Leaves,
Scientists,
Skriet,
Max Romeo,
Wally Richardson,
Sight & Sound,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Talk Talk,
New York Dolls,
Laurel Aitken,
Fela Kuti,
Siglo XX,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Alton Ellis,
Alphaville,
Maleditus Sound,
Lightning Bolt,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Barry Ungar,
Public Image Ltd.,
Visage,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Yusef Lateef,
The Fugs,
Clear Light,
Arthur Verocai,
Nas,
Easy Going,
Television Personalities,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.