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 Grenada and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Shanghai.
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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Babytalk to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Radiohead,
Whodini,
Barbara Tucker,
Jacques Brel,
The Slits,
Swell Maps,
Robert Wyatt,
Sam Rivers,
Lalann,
New York Dolls,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jeff Mills,
Thee Headcoats,
Fluxion,
Letta Mbulu,
the Sonics,
Newcleus,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Surgeon,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Can,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jawbox,
Reuben Wilson,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Massinfluence,
Urselle,
Yaz,
Average White Band,
Rapeman,
Zero Boys,
Echospace,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
AZ,
Scrapy,
Skarface,
Public Image Ltd.,
10cc,
Los Fastidios,
Nas,
Agitation Free,
Main Source,
Spandau Ballet,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Johnny Clarke,
Suburban Knight,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Spoonie Gee,
Das Ding,
Skaos,
Intrusion,
The Motions,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Peter and Kerry,
Arcadia,
Bush Tetras,
DJ Sneak,
Sugar Minott,
ABBA,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.