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 Comoros and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 the Swans to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Electric Prunes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Make Up,
Vainqueur,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pylon,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Tomorrow,
Judy Mowatt,
10cc,
Flash Fearless,
The Grass Roots,
Kayak,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
DJ Sneak,
Scion,
The Gap Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Reagan Youth,
The Shadows of Knight,
EPMD,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Danielle Patucci,
Gastr Del Sol,
Q and Not U,
Organ,
Excepter,
Alton Ellis,
Reuben Wilson,
Intrusion,
UT,
Todd Rundgren,
Ultra Naté,
Wings,
Eric Dolphy,
Pulsallama,
Infiniti,
China Crisis,
Joey Negro,
Can,
Johnny Clarke,
James White and The Blacks,
The Trojans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Iggy Pop,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
X-102,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Robert Görl,
Donald Byrd,
David McCallum,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Soulsonic Force,
Minnie Riperton,
The Mummies,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Bar-Kays,
Skaos,
Quadrant,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.