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 Kenya and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Masters at Work to the grime 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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Hardrive,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fela Kuti,
Icehouse,
ABC,
The Fall,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tropical Tobacco,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Electric Light Orchestra,
DJ Style,
Circle Jerks,
Pagans,
Yusef Lateef,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lakeside,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Move,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sparks,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Black Dice,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tres Demented,
Gong,
The Monks,
Bush Tetras,
The Saints,
Dark Day,
Zapp,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Das Ding,
FM Einheit,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Dual Sessions,
Tears for Fears,
Pylon,
David Bowie,
Howard Jones,
kango's stein massive,
Con Funk Shun,
Scratch Acid,
Pere Ubu,
Average White Band,
Stereo Dub,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
CMW,
The Fuzztones,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Prince Buster,
Aaron Thompson,
The Selecter,
OOIOO,
Thee Headcoats,
Siglo XX,
Symarip,
Jerry Gold Smith,
K-Klass,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.