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 Ethiopia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 organ 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 Susan Cadogan to the techno 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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
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,
The Zeros,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
JFA,
Pulsallama,
The Toasters,
Rod Modell,
Idris Muhammad,
Kevin Saunderson,
Section 25,
The Invisible,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Hot Snakes,
Porter Ricks,
Donny Hathaway,
Television Personalities,
Andrew Hill,
Das Ding,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jandek,
Flash Fearless,
John Foxx,
The Vogues,
Johnny Clarke,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Excepter,
Pere Ubu,
Sunsets and Hearts,
David Bowie,
Jawbox,
Stetsasonic,
Johnny Osbourne,
Letta Mbulu,
Scratch Acid,
Adolescents,
F. McDonald,
Hashim,
Motorama,
The Stooges,
H. Thieme,
Flipper,
Agitation Free,
Neu!,
Bush Tetras,
Dark Day,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gladiators,
UT,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Searchers,
Bootsy Collins,
Rites of Spring,
Peter & Gordon,
Davy DMX,
Public Enemy,
Boredoms,
OOIOO,
Eric Copeland,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B.
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.