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 Korea North and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 sitar 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the disco 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Arab on Radar,
Idris Muhammad,
Kayak,
Leonard Cohen,
Kerri Chandler,
The Zeros,
Radiopuhelimet,
Organ,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Gap Band,
Eli Mardock,
Gang Gang Dance,
Japan,
Magazine,
E-Dancer,
Lou Reed,
The Cramps,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scratch Acid,
Yazoo,
KRS-One,
F. McDonald,
The Gun Club,
T.S.O.L.,
Deadbeat,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Names,
The Sound,
Youth Brigade,
Khruangbin,
Henry Cow,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Letta Mbulu,
Rhythm & Sound,
L. Decosne,
Marvin Gaye,
Tommy Roe,
Boz Scaggs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Donny Hathaway,
Blancmange,
Bill Near,
Joensuu 1685,
Avey Tare,
Bang On A Can,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pet Shop Boys,
Animal Collective,
Fela Kuti,
Harpers Bizarre,
Brass Construction,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Residents,
Minor Threat,
the Sonics,
John Foxx,
OOIOO,
The Knickerbockers,
The Saints,
The Searchers,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.