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 Slovenia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 the Normal to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
Royal Trux,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Invisible,
Mandrill,
Alison Limerick,
The Moleskins,
Idris Muhammad,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Black Moon,
The Fire Engines,
the Bar-Kays,
Shoche,
Pagans,
Liliput,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Surgeon,
The Monks,
Cecil Taylor,
Echospace,
Bobby Sherman,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tomorrow,
Sparks,
Matthew Halsall,
Lindisfarne,
the Germs,
Thee Headcoats,
The Golliwogs,
Ohio Players,
The Skatalites,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
James White and The Blacks,
Slave,
June of 44,
Quando Quango,
Roxy Music,
The American Breed,
Derrick Morgan,
The Smoke,
The Red Krayola,
Guru Guru,
Lalo Schifrin,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Quantec,
Arab on Radar,
Rites of Spring,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Robert Görl,
Crooked Eye,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ponytail,
Faraquet,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Sonics,
Harry Pussy,
Davy DMX,
Angry Samoans,
Hot Snakes,
Make Up,
Vainqueur,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.