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 Honduras and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Easy Going to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Victims. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Echospace,
Buzzcocks,
These Immortal Souls,
Godley & Creme,
Jacob Miller,
Prince Buster,
Lower 48,
The Cramps,
MDC,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Skriet,
Tomorrow,
Henry Cow,
Bootsy Collins,
The Raincoats,
The Associates,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Yellowson,
Agitation Free,
The Beau Brummels,
LL Cool J,
Scion,
Grey Daturas,
A Certain Ratio,
Max Romeo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Michelle Simonal,
Moebius,
The Smiths,
Lindisfarne,
The Velvet Underground,
Chris Corsano,
Public Enemy,
Yusef Lateef,
Icehouse,
The Gap Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Blake Baxter,
JFA,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Toasters,
Jimmy McGriff,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gang Gang Dance,
Piero Umiliani,
Funkadelic,
Can,
L. Decosne,
Peter & Gordon,
Clear Light,
Robert Görl,
Japan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Sonics,
Faust,
John Foxx,
H. Thieme,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
X-102,
Vainqueur,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.