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 Belize and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Hong Kong.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Guru Guru to the grime 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Half Japanese,
Brothers Johnson,
Section 25,
Skriet,
Excepter,
The Selecter,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Alphaville,
Deadbeat,
The Flesh Eaters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Neil Young,
The Skatalites,
Crash Course in Science,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Josef K,
Vladislav Delay,
Kaleidoscope,
Lalann,
Drexciya,
K-Klass,
Godley & Creme,
Eric Dolphy,
Sexual Harrassment,
Quantec,
The Gun Club,
The Wake,
Johnny Clarke,
The Birthday Party,
Guru Guru,
Davy DMX,
Rosa Yemen,
Alice Coltrane,
The Victims,
The Sonics,
The Sound,
Ornette Coleman,
Sparks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kas Product,
Das Ding,
Don Cherry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
D'Angelo,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Index,
Fugazi,
Todd Rundgren,
Fluxion,
Pulsallama,
Quadrant,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Delon & Dalcan,
Harmonia,
Hot Snakes,
Altered Images,
Steve Hackett,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.