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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from New York.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 the Human League. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Carl Craig,
The United States of America,
Barry Ungar,
James White and The Blacks,
Deakin,
Swans,
Ronan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joy Division,
The Knickerbockers,
Davy DMX,
Jerry's Kids,
Arcadia,
The Cosmic Jokers,
MDC,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
a-ha,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dual Sessions,
the Normal,
Babytalk,
Warsaw,
Juan Atkins,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
R.M.O.,
Mark Hollis,
Japan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marine Girls,
Mo-Dettes,
Anthony Braxton,
Aaron Thompson,
Gichy Dan,
Radiohead,
Cluster,
Model 500,
Leonard Cohen,
Crooked Eye,
The Young Rascals,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sex Pistols,
Ludus,
The Slits,
Magma,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The New Christs,
New York Dolls,
Basic Channel,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lee Hazlewood,
Dark Day,
Duran Duran,
Skarface,
Kerrie Biddell,
Don Cherry,
Heaven 17,
This Heat,
The Divine Comedy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Deadbeat,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.