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 Mauritius and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 mellotron 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 Absolute Body Control to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sandy B,
Guru Guru,
Scrapy,
The Fortunes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Golliwogs,
Johnny Osbourne,
Deepchord,
Judy Mowatt,
Ronan,
Jerry's Kids,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
PIL,
Maleditus Sound,
Yazoo,
Ultra Naté,
The Busters,
Harpers Bizarre,
Be Bop Deluxe,
This Heat,
Peter and Kerry,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pere Ubu,
The Slackers,
New Order,
Pagans,
Iggy Pop,
Fat Boys,
The Leaves,
Mandrill,
Ultravox,
Clear Light,
Flipper,
DJ Style,
U.S. Maple,
Panda Bear,
Cymande,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kas Product,
Arab on Radar,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pole,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
10cc,
Fugazi,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Electric Prunes,
James White and The Blacks,
The Buckinghams,
Excepter,
Porter Ricks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The United States of America,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jesper Dahlback,
Depeche Mode,
The Smoke,
Amon Düül,
The Divine Comedy,
Mr. Review,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.