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 Chad and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mumbai.
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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Funkadelic to the punk 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 The Cure. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Panda Bear,
Bobby Sherman,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ohio Players,
The Gladiators,
John Cale,
Soul Sonic Force,
Echospace,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Donald Byrd,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kerri Chandler,
The Skatalites,
Smog,
Sex Pistols,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Black Dice,
Vladislav Delay,
Monolake,
Q65,
Shuggie Otis,
Dorothy Ashby,
Circle Jerks,
The Motions,
Sonny Sharrock,
Josef K,
Glambeats Corp.,
Roxette,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jerry's Kids,
Flash Fearless,
Eurythmics,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bootsy Collins,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Public Enemy,
China Crisis,
kango's stein massive,
Pussy Galore,
The Standells,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
X-101,
Nas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mary Jane Girls,
Wasted Youth,
Bill Near,
Pere Ubu,
Sonic Youth,
Crash Course in Science,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scion,
Gregory Isaacs,
Zero Boys,
Funky Four + One,
Suicide,
Sällskapet,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.