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 Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ 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 The Toasters to the electroclash 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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
The Pretty Things,
Radiohead,
Chris & Cosey,
The Moody Blues,
The Smiths,
The Fire Engines,
Procol Harum,
Nico,
Ohio Players,
Donald Byrd,
Wire,
Todd Rundgren,
Andrew Hill,
Erasure,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Residents,
Robert Görl,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lalo Schifrin,
Don Cherry,
Moebius,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Danielle Patucci,
Duran Duran,
John Foxx,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Y Pants,
In Retrospect,
Alphaville,
LL Cool J,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
10cc,
Marvin Gaye,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rakim,
Adolescents,
Sex Pistols,
Soft Machine,
The Red Krayola,
Black Sheep,
Ronnie Foster,
The Last Poets,
Unwound,
The Modern Lovers,
The Leaves,
Saccharine Trust,
Marshall Jefferson,
Monks,
One Last Wish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Litter,
Country Teasers,
Rod Modell,
Eurythmics,
OOIOO,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Khruangbin,
Spandau Ballet,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.