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 Sweden and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gang Green to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
48th St. Collective,
Joe Smooth,
Don Cherry,
Minutemen,
Mad Mike,
Judy Mowatt,
Dennis Brown,
One Last Wish,
Hot Snakes,
Dave Gahan,
The Monochrome Set,
China Crisis,
The Smoke,
The Flesh Eaters,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Golliwogs,
Surgeon,
The United States of America,
EPMD,
New York Dolls,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Dead C,
Cecil Taylor,
Chrome,
Roxy Music,
Country Teasers,
Erykah Badu,
Basic Channel,
Peter and Kerry,
Sister Nancy,
The Buckinghams,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Minor Threat,
Siglo XX,
The Last Poets,
Clear Light,
Silicon Teens,
New Order,
Stockholm Monsters,
Niagra,
Quadrant,
Davy DMX,
Barbara Tucker,
Joey Negro,
Chris Corsano,
Sarah Menescal,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bobby Womack,
Warren Ellis,
Dual Sessions,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Modern Lovers,
The Fuzztones,
Joy Division,
The Black Dice,
The Alarm Clocks,
A Certain Ratio,
Minnie Riperton,
Ludus,
Camouflage,
MDC,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.