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 the UAE and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro 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 Don Cherry to the crunk 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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tears for Fears,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Masters at Work,
Icehouse,
Livin' Joy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ituana,
Jandek,
Bill Wells,
Howard Jones,
Scratch Acid,
The Skatalites,
New York Dolls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Half Japanese,
Grauzone,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kas Product,
The Monochrome Set,
Flash Fearless,
Scrapy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Black Sheep,
Brothers Johnson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Q65,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scion,
Interpol,
Don Cherry,
Alphaville,
Morten Harket,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
China Crisis,
The Five Americans,
Nas,
Mary Jane Girls,
Radiohead,
Iggy Pop,
The Smoke,
The Sound,
Altered Images,
Tubeway Army,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Section 25,
Surgeon,
Terry Callier,
The Misunderstood,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Dorothy Ashby,
Magazine,
Model 500,
Bang On A Can,
Junior Murvin,
Rapeman,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.