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 Gabon and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 clarinet 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 Whodini to the grime 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Bizarre Inc.,
Glambeats Corp.,
Warren Ellis,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
JFA,
Lou Christie,
Peter and Kerry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Iggy Pop,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Agent Orange,
Model 500,
Kerrie Biddell,
Mantronix,
Todd Rundgren,
Arab on Radar,
The Blues Magoos,
Faust,
Angry Samoans,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bill Near,
Negative Approach,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Shuggie Otis,
Kaleidoscope,
Flipper,
Pantytec,
Skriet,
Intrusion,
Lebanon Hanover,
Black Flag,
Albert Ayler,
Organ,
Con Funk Shun,
Slave,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Nas,
Aural Exciters,
Althea and Donna,
Mandrill,
Urselle,
Liliput,
The Music Machine,
Charles Mingus,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sister Nancy,
A Certain Ratio,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
EPMD,
Underground Resistance,
The Leaves,
Idris Muhammad,
Godley & Creme,
Alice Coltrane,
Lou Reed,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Flamin' Groovies,
Q and Not U,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.