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 Ethiopia and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 Brick to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
Skarface,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joensuu 1685,
Yusef Lateef,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bootsy Collins,
Roxette,
The Smiths,
LL Cool J,
Malaria!,
Essential Logic,
Bob Dylan,
June of 44,
Black Bananas,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Big Daddy Kane,
World's Most,
Junior Murvin,
Minnie Riperton,
Jeff Lynne,
Nas,
Intrusion,
The Remains,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Iggy Pop,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Josef K,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lyres,
The Toasters,
Boz Scaggs,
These Immortal Souls,
Cabaret Voltaire,
cv313,
Pylon,
Rekid,
Swell Maps,
Youth Brigade,
T. Rex,
K-Klass,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Make Up,
Bobby Womack,
Sonny Sharrock,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Howard Jones,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
DJ Style,
Agent Orange,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scion,
Flipper,
EPMD,
the Soft Cell,
Letta Mbulu,
Soul Sonic Force,
Archie Shepp,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.