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 Yemen and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Newcleus to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gabor Szabo,
The Monks,
Stereo Dub,
ABBA,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kurtis Blow,
Echospace,
Eve St. Jones,
U.S. Maple,
Tropical Tobacco,
Reuben Wilson,
Sandy B,
Anthony Braxton,
Royal Trux,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Evens,
Eli Mardock,
Fluxion,
The Techniques,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Victims,
Amon Düül,
Tres Demented,
The Dave Clark Five,
48th St. Collective,
Sonic Youth,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mission of Burma,
Nirvana,
Mad Mike,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Slackers,
The Moody Blues,
Oblivians,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
This Heat,
Bang On A Can,
LL Cool J,
the Sonics,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Severed Heads,
Sam Rivers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Godley & Creme,
Soft Cell,
The Associates,
Steve Hackett,
D'Angelo,
Slave,
Jeff Mills,
Aural Exciters,
T.S.O.L.,
Cecil Taylor,
Ice-T,
Faraquet,
the Germs,
Pole,
R.M.O.,
The Fortunes,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.