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 Norway and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro 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 Mantronix to the grime 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes 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 organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Toni Rubio,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
China Crisis,
The Five Americans,
the Germs,
Depeche Mode,
Black Bananas,
Jacques Brel,
Terrestrial Tones,
Minny Pops,
Soul II Soul,
Jeff Mills,
The Pretty Things,
Reagan Youth,
Public Enemy,
Eurythmics,
Infiniti,
Tommy Roe,
The Real Kids,
The Raincoats,
The Motions,
Pulsallama,
Mandrill,
A Certain Ratio,
the Bar-Kays,
Shoche,
Neu!,
Fifty Foot Hose,
DJ Style,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nas,
Agent Orange,
Marine Girls,
X-102,
Outsiders,
Lindisfarne,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pantytec,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Warsaw,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kenny Larkin,
The Blues Magoos,
The New Christs,
Alton Ellis,
Terry Callier,
Unwound,
Pole,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joensuu 1685,
Josef K,
The Seeds,
Unrelated Segments,
The Slackers,
The Electric Prunes,
Godley & Creme,
Pharoah Sanders,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Banda Bassotti,
Minnie Riperton,
Echospace,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.