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 Afghanistan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
Siglo XX,
Eric B and Rakim,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sun City Girls,
Brothers Johnson,
Patti Smith,
The Angels of Light,
The Neon Judgement,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare,
Donny Hathaway,
The Offenders,
Drexciya,
New Order,
Godley & Creme,
Gil Scott Heron,
Hardrive,
Alton Ellis,
AZ,
The J.B.'s,
Robert Görl,
Negative Approach,
Yellowson,
Scott Walker,
Parry Music,
Essential Logic,
EPMD,
Deakin,
Slave,
R.M.O.,
Wire,
Davy DMX,
Whodini,
Faraquet,
Blancmange,
Eve St. Jones,
Sällskapet,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Mojo Men,
Minor Threat,
Derrick May,
Absolute Body Control,
Bauhaus,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Peter and Kerry,
Skriet,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
ABC,
Derrick Morgan,
Second Layer,
Goldenarms,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Qualms,
Shoche,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kerri Chandler,
Gang Gang Dance,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.