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 Paraguay and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 clarinet 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the grime 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Five Americans,
The Litter,
Boredoms,
Kerri Chandler,
The Grass Roots,
The Shadows of Knight,
Clear Light,
The Toasters,
Rod Modell,
Hardrive,
Suburban Knight,
Soulsonic Force,
The Stooges,
Althea and Donna,
The Fire Engines,
Desert Stars,
The Trojans,
Ultra Naté,
Black Bananas,
Lower 48,
Reuben Wilson,
Pere Ubu,
Subhumans,
Isaac Hayes,
Public Enemy,
Howard Jones,
Tim Buckley,
LL Cool J,
Amon Düül,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mars,
The Residents,
Eve St. Jones,
Joey Negro,
Gang Starr,
Jacob Miller,
Mad Mike,
The Standells,
Bobby Byrd,
Tubeway Army,
X-Ray Spex,
Unwound,
Vladislav Delay,
Anthony Braxton,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Quantec,
Alison Limerick,
June of 44,
Ludus,
Stereo Dub,
Laurel Aitken,
Skaos,
Minnie Riperton,
CMW,
10cc,
Bill Wells,
Slave,
the Bar-Kays,
Alice Coltrane,
Harry Pussy,
Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May.
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.