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 Sweden and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Walker Brothers to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Prince Buster,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Sonics,
The Litter,
Yellowson,
Youth Brigade,
Reagan Youth,
Ultravox,
David Bowie,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Parry Music,
The Modern Lovers,
cv313,
Kevin Saunderson,
Joey Negro,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jimmy McGriff,
Freddie Wadling,
Shoche,
The Standells,
Althea and Donna,
Gang Green,
The Music Machine,
One Last Wish,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dawn Penn,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pole,
Simply Red,
Radio Birdman,
Mantronix,
Brothers Johnson,
The Gap Band,
Supertramp,
The Remains,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Fatback Band,
LL Cool J,
Hot Snakes,
Johnny Osbourne,
Donald Byrd,
Visage,
Spandau Ballet,
Fear,
Ossler,
Siglo XX,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Schoolly D,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Roy Ayers,
Tears for Fears,
These Immortal Souls,
JFA,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joy Division,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Graham Central Station,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.