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 Libya and from Copenhagen.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 theremin 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the techno 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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Judy Mowatt,
Hasil Adkins,
The Young Rascals,
Bobby Womack,
Sex Pistols,
Soft Cell,
The Skatalites,
Public Image Ltd.,
Johnny Osbourne,
Moss Icon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Oblivians,
Clear Light,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Piero Umiliani,
Pylon,
Throbbing Gristle,
Glambeats Corp.,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Warsaw,
Radiohead,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Blackbyrds,
Sonny Sharrock,
The American Breed,
Dark Day,
Anakelly,
Joe Finger,
ABBA,
Ronan,
Pantytec,
Warren Ellis,
Ten City,
Subhumans,
kango's stein massive,
Brick,
Severed Heads,
Joensuu 1685,
Jandek,
Neil Young,
Chris Corsano,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Suburban Knight,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Gap Band,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Black Bananas,
Basic Channel,
Little Man,
Sugar Minott,
Jerry Gold Smith,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Das Ding,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Seeds,
The Slackers,
Fad Gadget,
Prince Buster,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.