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 Nepal and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 Accra and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rotary Connection to the disco 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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suburban Knight,
Chris & Cosey,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Johnny Clarke,
Matthew Halsall,
Schoolly D,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Slits,
Faraquet,
Kenny Larkin,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Moleskins,
Television Personalities,
Flash Fearless,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Wake,
Half Japanese,
Oneida,
Donny Hathaway,
Minnie Riperton,
Robert Wyatt,
Joe Smooth,
Cluster,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Patti Smith,
The Victims,
Josef K,
Barrington Levy,
Sällskapet,
Hasil Adkins,
The Busters,
The Gories,
FM Einheit,
Rakim,
Prince Buster,
Fad Gadget,
The Smoke,
Glambeats Corp.,
Adolescents,
The Searchers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Mummies,
Panda Bear,
The Tremeloes,
The Vogues,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Severed Heads,
Livin' Joy,
Marc Almond,
Zapp,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
the Germs,
Guru Guru,
The Associates,
Rufus Thomas,
Ken Boothe,
Ponytail,
The Music Machine,
Shoche,
The Kinks,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.