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 Somalia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 snare 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 Guru Guru to the dance 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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
Magazine,
Simply Red,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dual Sessions,
Sonic Youth,
the Slits,
Chrome,
Letta Mbulu,
Bad Manners,
Tres Demented,
The Happenings,
Dark Day,
Suburban Knight,
This Heat,
Cameo,
Joey Negro,
Fad Gadget,
Television Personalities,
La Düsseldorf,
The Walker Brothers,
The Smiths,
Severed Heads,
Crash Course in Science,
Cymande,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Guru Guru,
Flash Fearless,
Joe Finger,
The Electric Prunes,
Cluster,
The Pop Group,
The Monochrome Set,
KRS-One,
Nils Olav,
Johnny Clarke,
Dave Gahan,
Byron Stingily,
Scrapy,
Harry Pussy,
Mo-Dettes,
Anthony Braxton,
Eden Ahbez,
Harmonia,
Wolf Eyes,
Blossom Toes,
the Human League,
Sight & Sound,
Prince Buster,
Bluetip,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Slits,
kango's stein massive,
Silicon Teens,
Intrusion,
Scott Walker,
Marc Almond,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Blake Baxter,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Youth Brigade,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Knickerbockers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.