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 Benin and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 snare 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 Soulsonic Force to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mr. Review. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and an organ 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 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
The Blackbyrds,
Radiohead,
John Coltrane,
Basic Channel,
Chris Corsano,
Godley & Creme,
Ultravox,
Hardrive,
Eric Dolphy,
Jeru the Damaja,
Aswad,
Rakim,
Das Ding,
Flash Fearless,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Human League,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eve St. Jones,
Joe Finger,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Doobie Brothers,
Spandau Ballet,
Yusef Lateef,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Tim Buckley,
Swans,
the Bar-Kays,
The Zeros,
Q65,
Glenn Branca,
Peter & Gordon,
Mo-Dettes,
La Düsseldorf,
Oneida,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Marvin Gaye,
Judy Mowatt,
Charles Mingus,
New Age Steppers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Fugs,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lindisfarne,
Avey Tare,
Lalann,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Shuggie Otis,
Moebius,
Dennis Brown,
Marine Girls,
10cc,
Iggy Pop,
Tomorrow,
Drexciya,
Tommy Roe,
Silicon Teens,
Masters at Work,
Brass Construction,
Lalo Schifrin,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.