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 Germany and from Salvador.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Mummies to the grunge 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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep 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 a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blackbyrds,
Piero Umiliani,
Moby Grape,
Gerry Rafferty,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
E-Dancer,
Hardrive,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Blossom Toes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rotary Connection,
Cymande,
Skriet,
the Normal,
Deepchord,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Colin Newman,
The Fortunes,
Brothers Johnson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sound Behaviour,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Seeds,
Lucky Dragons,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
John Holt,
The Knickerbockers,
Stiv Bators,
The Buckinghams,
Public Image Ltd.,
The American Breed,
Matthew Halsall,
B.T. Express,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fluxion,
Banda Bassotti,
The Smiths,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Porter Ricks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Easy Going,
Ronnie Foster,
Barry Ungar,
David McCallum,
Au Pairs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Skatalites,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sugar Minott,
Bang On A Can,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Carl Craig,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Barbara Tucker,
Glenn Branca,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stockholm Monsters,
Steve Hackett,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Camberwell Now,
Rakim,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.