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 Liechtenstein and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Soulsonic Force to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Names record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
The Music Machine,
Soft Cell,
Reagan Youth,
Albert Ayler,
John Lydon,
Kurtis Blow,
The Doors,
John Holt,
Rosa Yemen,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
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Barrington Levy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Sonics,
The Smoke,
David Bowie,
The Young Rascals,
Mandrill,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Harmonia,
Pantaleimon,
H. Thieme,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ituana,
The Cramps,
Sonny Sharrock,
Magma,
Bootsy Collins,
Davy DMX,
Young Marble Giants,
Todd Terry,
The Mummies,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Thompson Twins,
Gang Gang Dance,
K-Klass,
Mark Hollis,
Kenny Larkin,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Monolake,
Pagans,
Newcleus,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Outsiders,
Lungfish,
R.M.O.,
Das Ding,
Anakelly,
The Evens,
Rhythm & Sound,
Monks,
Section 25,
Sixth Finger,
Buzzcocks,
Chris & Cosey,
Janne Schatter,
Rotary Connection,
The Neon Judgement,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.