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 China and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 A Flock of Seagulls to the crunk 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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Tommy Roe,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
One Last Wish,
Crooked Eye,
Second Layer,
Iggy Pop,
Agitation Free,
The United States of America,
The American Breed,
The Gories,
Dawn Penn,
John Foxx,
The Kinks,
Inner City,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jesper Dahlback,
Andrew Hill,
The Fire Engines,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bad Manners,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Hot Snakes,
Bobby Sherman,
Dorothy Ashby,
Average White Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Brass Construction,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sunsets and Hearts,
AZ,
Morten Harket,
PIL,
Lyres,
Easy Going,
Talk Talk,
Traffic Nightmare,
F. McDonald,
Los Fastidios,
Glambeats Corp.,
Youth Brigade,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Arcadia,
Kevin Saunderson,
Underground Resistance,
Roy Ayers,
Gichy Dan,
Mary Jane Girls,
Con Funk Shun,
Man Eating Sloth,
Funky Four + One,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
X-102,
These Immortal Souls,
DNA,
The Zeros,
Main Source,
Eric Dolphy,
Massinfluence,
Judy Mowatt,
Anthony Braxton,
Cameo,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.