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 Comoros and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manila.
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 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 The Raincoats to the punk 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
Gang Green,
China Crisis,
Andrew Hill,
cv313,
The Real Kids,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bill Near,
Kerrie Biddell,
One Last Wish,
AZ,
The Electric Prunes,
Radiohead,
the Sonics,
Khruangbin,
Chris Corsano,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Josef K,
The United States of America,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Alarm Clocks,
Alison Limerick,
The Raincoats,
The Mummies,
Boz Scaggs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Blancmange,
Hardrive,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kaleidoscope,
The Pretty Things,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Gap Band,
E-Dancer,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Evens,
Derrick Morgan,
Metal Thangz,
X-102,
Gang Starr,
Camouflage,
Oblivians,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Joey Negro,
Schoolly D,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sight & Sound,
Whodini,
Roxette,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Mars,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Red Krayola,
The Mojo Men,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Panda Bear,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Slave,
Quantec,
Soul II Soul,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.