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 Qatar and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Barbara Tucker to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All 48th St. Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Rosa Yemen,
Bootsy Collins,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sällskapet,
Pagans,
The Residents,
Deakin,
Eric Copeland,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tim Buckley,
Symarip,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Monolake,
Charles Mingus,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Robert Hood,
Chris & Cosey,
Mo-Dettes,
Nico,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kevin Saunderson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
48th St. Collective,
DNA,
The Electric Prunes,
Shoche,
Audionom,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Archie Shepp,
Accadde A,
Dark Day,
The United States of America,
Half Japanese,
Terry Callier,
Bob Dylan,
Groovy Waters,
Funky Four + One,
OOIOO,
Ralphi Rosario,
Basic Channel,
Radio Birdman,
Sixth Finger,
the Germs,
Ice-T,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Althea and Donna,
The Dead C,
Mad Mike,
Cal Tjader,
David McCallum,
Silicon Teens,
Yusef Lateef,
Crash Course in Science,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Swans,
Mark Hollis,
Sister Nancy,
Camouflage,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.