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 Kazakhstan and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Motions to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Strawberry Alarm Clock. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Yaz,
Reuben Wilson,
The Slackers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Laurel Aitken,
Glenn Branca,
Ohio Players,
Hashim,
Camouflage,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sällskapet,
Quadrant,
The Raincoats,
The Barracudas,
Easy Going,
Anthony Braxton,
MC5,
Main Source,
Niagra,
Electric Prunes,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kool Moe Dee,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Alison Limerick,
The Wake,
Soulsonic Force,
Q65,
Quantec,
Whodini,
Oblivians,
The Martian,
Black Flag,
Sugar Minott,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kurtis Blow,
Mr. Review,
Skaos,
Roxy Music,
Zero Boys,
Max Romeo,
Cameo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Dirtbombs,
K-Klass,
Flipper,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Henry Cow,
Duran Duran,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Iggy Pop,
The Tremeloes,
Black Moon,
The Angels of Light,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ice-T,
The Beau Brummels,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Agitation Free,
Avey Tare,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.