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 Jordan and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pierre Henry 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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
The Young Rascals,
Jesper Dahlback,
Heaven 17,
Soulsonic Force,
Fugazi,
Aswad,
Royal Trux,
Guru Guru,
Graham Central Station,
Soul Sonic Force,
Metal Thangz,
Derrick May,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Selecter,
Judy Mowatt,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sugar Minott,
Joe Smooth,
Stiv Bators,
Niagra,
AZ,
DJ Sneak,
Rufus Thomas,
Moebius,
Toni Rubio,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Grauzone,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Spoonie Gee,
X-102,
The Happenings,
The Human League,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tom Boy,
Crooked Eye,
Zapp,
The Names,
Kurtis Blow,
Yaz,
David McCallum,
Visage,
The Searchers,
Jerry's Kids,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Model 500,
Radiohead,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Country Teasers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Shadows of Knight,
X-101,
Oblivians,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cecil Taylor,
the Human League,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
MC5,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Yazoo,
Lucky Dragons,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.