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 Mauritania and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 Bremen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Delta 5 to the funk 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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pierre Henry,
Amazonics,
The Invisible,
the Soft Cell,
Glenn Branca,
Howard Jones,
Easy Going,
Rakim,
Sällskapet,
Fela Kuti,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jimmy McGriff,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Move,
Girls At Our Best!,
Young Marble Giants,
Kenny Larkin,
Curtis Mayfield,
F. McDonald,
Eric Copeland,
This Heat,
Inner City,
Joe Smooth,
Cybotron,
Idris Muhammad,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pantaleimon,
Zero Boys,
Reagan Youth,
Minutemen,
Tropical Tobacco,
Unwound,
Sex Pistols,
Fear,
The Birthday Party,
Ultravox,
Chrome,
Kurtis Blow,
Rotary Connection,
Franke,
Organ,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tubeway Army,
Shuggie Otis,
Bush Tetras,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kas Product,
One Last Wish,
Crime,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ronnie Foster,
the Normal,
Max Romeo,
Davy DMX,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Charles Mingus,
Babytalk,
Moebius, Moebius, Moebius, Moebius.
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.