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 United States and from Copenhagen.
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 Tokyo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Babytalk to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Skarface,
U.S. Maple,
The Doors,
Nation of Ulysses,
Minutemen,
The Happenings,
Donald Byrd,
Scientists,
The Blackbyrds,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Amon Düül II,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sugar Minott,
Simply Red,
Terry Callier,
Laurel Aitken,
Nirvana,
Roxy Music,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Subhumans,
Khruangbin,
The Five Americans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Last Poets,
Mr. Review,
In Retrospect,
ABC,
New Order,
Interpol,
The Seeds,
Robert Wyatt,
Slick Rick,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Neu!,
Saccharine Trust,
Robert Hood,
The Moleskins,
Marmalade,
Rites of Spring,
The Angels of Light,
Organ,
Flash Fearless,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lucky Dragons,
Cluster,
Curtis Mayfield,
Black Moon,
One Last Wish,
Aural Exciters,
Roy Ayers,
Pere Ubu,
Godley & Creme,
A Certain Ratio,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
June Days,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Fugs,
Deadbeat,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.