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 Nigeria and from Cairo.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Eddi Front to the electroclash 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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Josef K,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Todd Rundgren,
Jeff Mills,
Royal Trux,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Dual Sessions,
Magazine,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Blancmange,
Joensuu 1685,
Bang On A Can,
Unrelated Segments,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Loose Ends,
Marmalade,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pierre Henry,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dead Boys,
Eli Mardock,
KRS-One,
the Soft Cell,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Leonard Cohen,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quadrant,
The Last Poets,
The Fugs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sällskapet,
This Heat,
Das Ding,
Neil Young,
Derrick Morgan,
Malaria!,
Graham Central Station,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Divine Comedy,
Eddi Front,
Surgeon,
Barry Ungar,
Harmonia,
LL Cool J,
Blake Baxter,
Zapp,
Steve Hackett,
Jawbox,
Lindisfarne,
Simply Red,
The Star Department,
Iggy Pop,
Eric Dolphy,
Idris Muhammad,
The American Breed,
B.T. Express,
Maleditus Sound,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Selecter,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.