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 Zambia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Delhi.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bootsy Collins to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rakim,
Masters at Work,
Skarface,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Gladiators,
John Foxx,
Michelle Simonal,
Hoover,
Archie Shepp,
Ronan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Slave,
Vladislav Delay,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Blackbyrds,
Janne Schatter,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Procol Harum,
Ludus,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tim Buckley,
Faraquet,
Schoolly D,
Roy Ayers,
UT,
Lungfish,
Zero Boys,
Joe Smooth,
Kerri Chandler,
Laurel Aitken,
Moebius,
Avey Tare,
Boogie Down Productions,
Alphaville,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lou Christie,
Gang of Four,
Loose Ends,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Wings,
John Holt,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kas Product,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Franke,
Heaven 17,
Barbara Tucker,
Ponytail,
CMW,
Barrington Levy,
Eddi Front,
The Walker Brothers,
Country Teasers,
the Bar-Kays,
Fluxion,
The United States of America,
Ornette Coleman,
Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike.
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.