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 Zimbabwe and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 mellotron 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 James White and The Blacks to the grime 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fugs,
The Shadows of Knight,
New Age Steppers,
Marc Almond,
Jandek,
Hashim,
The Evens,
Groovy Waters,
Q and Not U,
ABC,
The Associates,
Ornette Coleman,
Toni Rubio,
John Cale,
Radio Birdman,
The Cure,
Ohio Players,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Suburban Knight,
Don Cherry,
Sonic Youth,
Procol Harum,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Newcleus,
Slave,
The Offenders,
The New Christs,
Little Man,
R.M.O.,
Maleditus Sound,
Godley & Creme,
Drive Like Jehu,
Junior Murvin,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ponytail,
Sparks,
Aural Exciters,
Hardrive,
Kurtis Blow,
Alphaville,
Minnie Riperton,
Sight & Sound,
John Holt,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Moebius,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Swans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ludus,
The Busters,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Happenings,
The Walker Brothers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rekid,
the Slits,
Gil Scott Heron,
Swans,
X-101,
Amon Düül,
The Gories,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.