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 Jordan and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes 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 Technova to the rap 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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
MDC,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rufus Thomas,
Sugar Minott,
The Residents,
Mission of Burma,
Rotary Connection,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Juan Atkins,
Lightning Bolt,
Arthur Verocai,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Remains,
Stereo Dub,
Cameo,
The Slackers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ultra Naté,
Piero Umiliani,
Radio Birdman,
Prince Buster,
Porter Ricks,
Donny Hathaway,
Sun City Girls,
Sexual Harrassment,
Johnny Clarke,
The United States of America,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eurythmics,
Amon Düül,
New Order,
Connie Case,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Shoche,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Mighty Diamonds,
T. Rex,
Motorama,
Carl Craig,
The Names,
The Martian,
the Swans,
Q and Not U,
Kayak,
Pharoah Sanders,
Reuben Wilson,
Bang On A Can,
Procol Harum,
The Invisible,
Scientists,
China Crisis,
Whodini,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Main Source,
Pagans,
Schoolly D,
The Techniques,
Public Image Ltd.,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.