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 Nepal and from New York.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Associates to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sun City Girls,
Derrick Morgan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Roxy Music,
The Monochrome Set,
Reagan Youth,
Sonny Sharrock,
Wasted Youth,
Negative Approach,
Blancmange,
Kurtis Blow,
Chrome,
This Heat,
Juan Atkins,
Terry Callier,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Matthew Bourne,
Toni Rubio,
Section 25,
Andrew Hill,
Sugar Minott,
KRS-One,
Nils Olav,
Alton Ellis,
Janne Schatter,
Electric Prunes,
Rotary Connection,
Oblivians,
Jeff Mills,
Underground Resistance,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jerry Gold Smith,
Oneida,
New Age Steppers,
The Real Kids,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Joe Smooth,
Vainqueur,
Albert Ayler,
Half Japanese,
The Flesh Eaters,
Boz Scaggs,
The Happenings,
Roger Hodgson,
Brothers Johnson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Deepchord,
Minny Pops,
Marmalade,
L. Decosne,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Brand Nubian,
The Stooges,
Thompson Twins,
The Fortunes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rapeman,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.