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 Kenya and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 chamberlin 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 Sun City Girls to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin 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 linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Sex Pistols,
Cal Tjader,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bush Tetras,
Dennis Brown,
June of 44,
Mr. Review,
Lakeside,
Buzzcocks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Au Pairs,
The Moody Blues,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
James White and The Blacks,
L. Decosne,
Funky Four + One,
John Coltrane,
Derrick Morgan,
Adolescents,
Sixth Finger,
The Count Five,
Depeche Mode,
Marmalade,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Quando Quango,
Fela Kuti,
Minny Pops,
Grey Daturas,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Al Stewart,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Magma,
OOIOO,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Monochrome Set,
Moby Grape,
The Golliwogs,
Robert Görl,
Subhumans,
Half Japanese,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Royal Trux,
The Human League,
Davy DMX,
Rakim,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Residents,
DJ Style,
Connie Case,
Crime,
Nirvana,
Oneida,
Wally Richardson,
R.M.O.,
Max Romeo,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Human League,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Charles Mingus,
Quadrant,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.