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 Iran and from London.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Ossler to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Marmalade,
Swans,
Ultimate Spinach,
T. Rex,
Groovy Waters,
The Pretty Things,
Moby Grape,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Schoolly D,
Spandau Ballet,
Arthur Verocai,
Deakin,
Kurtis Blow,
Alton Ellis,
Peter & Gordon,
Nas,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Thompson Twins,
Boz Scaggs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Reagan Youth,
The Invisible,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Marcia Griffiths,
Josef K,
Royal Trux,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Donald Byrd,
Grauzone,
Oneida,
Curtis Mayfield,
Yellowson,
Bizarre Inc.,
DJ Style,
The Moody Blues,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sight & Sound,
Suburban Knight,
Vladislav Delay,
MC5,
Dave Gahan,
Trumans Water,
Aswad,
Slave,
Yaz,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Young Rascals,
Ken Boothe,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mo-Dettes,
Matthew Bourne,
Erasure,
The Trojans,
Symarip,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Associates,
Aloha Tigers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Absolute Body Control,
The Electric Prunes,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.