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 Montenegro and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Michael McDonald 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 8 Eyed Spy to the crunk 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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric B and Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
The Star Department,
The Vogues,
Delta 5,
Laurel Aitken,
Rakim,
Jacques Brel,
Prince Buster,
X-Ray Spex,
U.S. Maple,
Tom Boy,
The Dirtbombs,
The Misunderstood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Connie Case,
Peter & Gordon,
Michelle Simonal,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cheater Slicks,
CMW,
Ultimate Spinach,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bush Tetras,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Isaac Hayes,
The Mummies,
Lindisfarne,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Organ,
Eric Copeland,
Harmonia,
Junior Murvin,
Skarface,
Guru Guru,
The Trojans,
The Leaves,
La Düsseldorf,
Matthew Bourne,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Tears for Fears,
Spoonie Gee,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Skatalites,
Main Source,
Susan Cadogan,
Aaron Thompson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kool Moe Dee,
New Order,
Marmalade,
The Walker Brothers,
Desert Stars,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Quando Quango,
Black Flag,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Brand Nubian,
10cc,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.