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 Eritrea and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Little Man to the rock 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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Prince Buster,
The Star Department,
Nirvana,
Massinfluence,
Los Fastidios,
Josef K,
The Dirtbombs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Joy Division,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Fortunes,
the Bar-Kays,
The Trojans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Amon Düül,
MC5,
Radiopuhelimet,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Electric Prunes,
Iggy Pop,
Arthur Verocai,
Ultimate Spinach,
Carl Craig,
Loose Ends,
Robert Wyatt,
Gang Gang Dance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Animal Collective,
R.M.O.,
Crooked Eye,
Sister Nancy,
Symarip,
Joey Negro,
Skriet,
Bobby Womack,
Zero Boys,
Interpol,
Nico,
JFA,
Ohio Players,
Lakeside,
Pierre Henry,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Soft Machine,
Sun City Girls,
Livin' Joy,
Gang Starr,
Mission of Burma,
Procol Harum,
Bad Manners,
The Names,
John Cale,
Country Teasers,
The Smoke,
Barrington Levy,
Johnny Clarke,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.