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 Haiti and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the dance 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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
CMW,
The Offenders,
Rufus Thomas,
Avey Tare,
Glenn Branca,
Index,
Fluxion,
Aloha Tigers,
Easy Going,
These Immortal Souls,
Deakin,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Music Machine,
Rapeman,
Moss Icon,
Aaron Thompson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Desert Stars,
Nico,
Country Teasers,
Pole,
PIL,
Soul II Soul,
Todd Terry,
Gichy Dan,
Dennis Brown,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Blues Magoos,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
EPMD,
Cameo,
Magma,
The Monochrome Set,
Wally Richardson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Junior Murvin,
The Raincoats,
The Last Poets,
Rosa Yemen,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lindisfarne,
Franke,
Television,
Funkadelic,
Minutemen,
Hasil Adkins,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dual Sessions,
Swell Maps,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kevin Saunderson,
Marmalade,
Arab on Radar,
Yusef Lateef,
Yellowson,
The Electric Prunes,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.