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 Greece and from Delhi.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 harpsichord 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 LL Cool J to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Shuggie Otis,
Popol Vuh,
Joy Division,
Mark Hollis,
Arthur Verocai,
Suicide,
La Düsseldorf,
Scan 7,
Josef K,
Fatback Band,
Flash Fearless,
Idris Muhammad,
Ultimate Spinach,
Minutemen,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Suburban Knight,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Unrelated Segments,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Neil Young,
The Buckinghams,
Faraquet,
The Modern Lovers,
Warsaw,
Vladislav Delay,
The Fire Engines,
Spandau Ballet,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Red Krayola,
Brass Construction,
Barry Ungar,
Infiniti,
New Age Steppers,
The Slackers,
Grey Daturas,
Matthew Bourne,
Mo-Dettes,
Nick Fraelich,
Rotary Connection,
Faust,
Altered Images,
Radiohead,
Underground Resistance,
Anthony Braxton,
The Sound,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Stooges,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Byron Stingily,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Angry Samoans,
The Alarm Clocks,
Scientists,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
June Days,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Avey Tare,
Visage,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Liliput,
Tubeway Army,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.