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 Liechtenstein and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Kerri Chandler to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Morten Harket,
Von Mondo,
Soft Machine,
The Cramps,
Jerry's Kids,
Barclay James Harvest,
Roxy Music,
Excepter,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Drexciya,
Donny Hathaway,
Bob Dylan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lakeside,
Grauzone,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
R.M.O.,
Eden Ahbez,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
ABC,
Essential Logic,
Cymande,
Reuben Wilson,
Angry Samoans,
JFA,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Victims,
Eli Mardock,
The Blues Magoos,
Camouflage,
Sun Ra,
Section 25,
Lee Hazlewood,
Black Bananas,
Little Man,
Lebanon Hanover,
Skriet,
Roxette,
E-Dancer,
Smog,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Slits,
Ultra Naté,
Derrick Morgan,
The Velvet Underground,
the Bar-Kays,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Smiths,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kayak,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Erykah Badu,
Dorothy Ashby,
Mantronix,
Talk Talk,
Josef K,
Matthew Halsall,
Jeru the Damaja,
These Immortal Souls,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.