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 Tonga and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 spring reverb 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Brass Construction,
Darondo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Evens,
Kool Moe Dee,
Johnny Osbourne,
Q and Not U,
Lucky Dragons,
Brand Nubian,
Lou Reed,
World's Most,
Agitation Free,
Crooked Eye,
The Kinks,
Ornette Coleman,
The Sound,
The Doors,
The Remains,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dennis Brown,
Loose Ends,
Outsiders,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Alice Coltrane,
The Barracudas,
ABBA,
MC5,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
F. McDonald,
Grey Daturas,
Faraquet,
Pierre Henry,
The Modern Lovers,
Pere Ubu,
Slave,
Gang Starr,
Johnny Clarke,
the Bar-Kays,
T. Rex,
Absolute Body Control,
L. Decosne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Saccharine Trust,
Electric Prunes,
Zapp,
Delon & Dalcan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Mummies,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fatback Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Delta 5,
Rakim,
Byron Stingily,
Hasil Adkins,
Idris Muhammad,
Neil Young,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.