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 Ecuador and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Agent Orange to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Remains,
Tropical Tobacco,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Neon Judgement,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Electric Prunes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sun City Girls,
Tubeway Army,
Lower 48,
Moebius,
Ornette Coleman,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sarah Menescal,
Pharoah Sanders,
John Coltrane,
Depeche Mode,
Bill Near,
Crash Course in Science,
Mr. Review,
Deadbeat,
Erasure,
Neil Young,
Metal Thangz,
Lucky Dragons,
Mad Mike,
Symarip,
D'Angelo,
Technova,
Roger Hodgson,
Shuggie Otis,
DNA,
Yazoo,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jandek,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Sonics,
Moss Icon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Detroit Cobras,
Easy Going,
Q65,
LL Cool J,
Al Stewart,
Blossom Toes,
Essential Logic,
Franke,
Newcleus,
Aloha Tigers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Patti Smith,
Reuben Wilson,
Jacques Brel,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Black Dice,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.