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 Iraq and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gichy Dan to the grime 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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Youth Brigade,
D'Angelo,
Scan 7,
Nas,
Joyce Sims,
Gong,
Moebius,
The Monks,
The Fugs,
Maurizio,
Unrelated Segments,
Model 500,
Johnny Osbourne,
The New Christs,
Fad Gadget,
The Moody Blues,
The Gun Club,
Dual Sessions,
Make Up,
Yusef Lateef,
Minnie Riperton,
Alphaville,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jacob Miller,
the Association,
JFA,
Hasil Adkins,
Davy DMX,
Neil Young,
John Foxx,
Dark Day,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
EPMD,
The Mummies,
Cal Tjader,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Mighty Diamonds,
F. McDonald,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Suburban Knight,
Idris Muhammad,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dave Gahan,
Scratch Acid,
the Swans,
CMW,
Lou Christie,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Frankie Knuckles,
Oblivians,
Nico,
Sonny Sharrock,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pantaleimon,
Derrick May,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
UT,
Byron Stingily,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.