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 Dominica and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 linndrum 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 Surgeon to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Radio Birdman,
Neil Young,
Cameo,
Eve St. Jones,
Ponytail,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gichy Dan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kevin Saunderson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Icehouse,
Echospace,
Simply Red,
Charles Mingus,
The Monochrome Set,
Sight & Sound,
DJ Style,
Graham Central Station,
Nico,
Henry Cow,
Pharoah Sanders,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Gladiators,
Grauzone,
The Beau Brummels,
Underground Resistance,
Dawn Penn,
Pagans,
Frankie Knuckles,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Blossom Toes,
The Cowsills,
John Coltrane,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Fugs,
The Real Kids,
Terrestrial Tones,
Parry Music,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Associates,
Scott Walker,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Royal Trux,
The Smiths,
Bootsy Collins,
Kerri Chandler,
Peter and Kerry,
Dennis Brown,
The Skatalites,
Ultravox,
the Soft Cell,
China Crisis,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Negative Approach,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.