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 Laos and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 arpeggiator 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster 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 grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
The Gap Band,
Blossom Toes,
Swell Maps,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Beau Brummels,
Eurythmics,
Radiohead,
Basic Channel,
Soulsonic Force,
The Star Department,
Scion,
Pierre Henry,
Rakim,
The Smiths,
Roxy Music,
Boogie Down Productions,
DJ Style,
Dorothy Ashby,
Section 25,
John Coltrane,
The Leaves,
The Moody Blues,
Crime,
Matthew Halsall,
Hoover,
Bauhaus,
Kurtis Blow,
DNA,
Cluster,
Crispian St. Peters,
Infiniti,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scan 7,
Girls At Our Best!,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ronan,
Ronnie Foster,
Rotary Connection,
Robert Görl,
Connie Case,
Thompson Twins,
Eric B and Rakim,
Monolake,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Michelle Simonal,
Yaz,
Howard Jones,
Alphaville,
John Foxx,
The Real Kids,
The Cramps,
The Red Krayola,
Aaron Thompson,
Buzzcocks,
Gregory Isaacs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
David McCallum,
Robert Wyatt,
The Alarm Clocks,
Spandau Ballet,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.