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 Malawi and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 DJ Style to the techno 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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Interpol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sixth Finger,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Al Stewart,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Mojo Men,
Procol Harum,
Bizarre Inc.,
Monolake,
One Last Wish,
Oneida,
Harry Pussy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Yellowson,
Gastr Del Sol,
The United States of America,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gang Starr,
X-Ray Spex,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
CMW,
Godley & Creme,
Zapp,
World's Most,
Ten City,
Max Romeo,
Accadde A,
The Dead C,
Mr. Review,
Archie Shepp,
Ossler,
Subhumans,
Isaac Hayes,
The Busters,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rekid,
The Red Krayola,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pierre Henry,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cal Tjader,
Anthony Braxton,
Lou Reed,
The Evens,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mandrill,
Skarface,
Ronan,
The Grass Roots,
The Leaves,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mission of Burma,
Roy Ayers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Warren Ellis,
Index,
Rapeman,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Agitation Free,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.