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 Honduras and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 rhodes 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Litter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Gang of Four,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Wally Richardson,
Visage,
Altered Images,
Iggy Pop,
Roxy Music,
The Residents,
Flamin' Groovies,
Metal Thangz,
Sun Ra,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Move,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cymande,
The Beau Brummels,
Johnny Osbourne,
Public Image Ltd.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Moody Blues,
Erykah Badu,
Boz Scaggs,
Matthew Bourne,
Zero Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
H. Thieme,
The Buckinghams,
The Durutti Column,
Lakeside,
Roy Ayers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Yazoo,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ossler,
Ken Boothe,
Pagans,
Tomorrow,
The J.B.'s,
The Slits,
Marvin Gaye,
The American Breed,
Hasil Adkins,
Patti Smith,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Michelle Simonal,
the Normal,
Terrestrial Tones,
Audionom,
Monks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lungfish,
The Smiths,
Lou Christie,
PIL,
The Golliwogs,
Brick,
Amazonics,
La Düsseldorf,
Jandek,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.