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 Armenia and from Taipei.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rakim to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
JFA,
The Pop Group,
Quantec,
Lalann,
Quadrant,
Inner City,
The Index,
Smog,
The Angels of Light,
Organ,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Godley & Creme,
Crispian St. Peters,
Maurizio,
Roxette,
Intrusion,
The Golliwogs,
Scientists,
World's Most,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eve St. Jones,
Ornette Coleman,
Gang of Four,
Laurel Aitken,
the Soft Cell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Magma,
Rosa Yemen,
Idris Muhammad,
Charles Mingus,
The Litter,
Gang Starr,
Spandau Ballet,
Brand Nubian,
Donny Hathaway,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scott Walker,
The Residents,
Shuggie Otis,
Stereo Dub,
Circle Jerks,
CMW,
The Cowsills,
Soft Machine,
The Mojo Men,
Bluetip,
Mo-Dettes,
Nirvana,
Sixth Finger,
Dave Gahan,
Whodini,
OOIOO,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Chris & Cosey,
Barrington Levy,
Arab on Radar,
Johnny Osbourne,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
X-102,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.