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 Canada and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 theremin 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 Joey Negro to the punk 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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Symarip,
Blancmange,
Liliput,
Gong,
A Certain Ratio,
Soulsonic Force,
The Smiths,
David Axelrod,
T. Rex,
James White and The Blacks,
Maurizio,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Moebius,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Skaos,
Absolute Body Control,
Easy Going,
China Crisis,
Curtis Mayfield,
Anakelly,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Oneida,
Roxy Music,
Hasil Adkins,
Kaleidoscope,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Zapp,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Gories,
Gregory Isaacs,
Michelle Simonal,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Minutemen,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Yellowson,
8 Eyed Spy,
LL Cool J,
Ohio Players,
Silicon Teens,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Sonics,
Graham Central Station,
The Beau Brummels,
Fugazi,
Arthur Verocai,
Marmalade,
Brick,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
X-102,
The Martian,
Sam Rivers,
UT,
Moss Icon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Negative Approach,
The J.B.'s,
Thee Headcoats,
Fatback Band,
Cluster,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.