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 East Timor and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Arab on Radar to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Busters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Lou Reed,
Bush Tetras,
Skriet,
Essential Logic,
Unrelated Segments,
Can,
Nils Olav,
The Grass Roots,
Schoolly D,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Swans,
Morten Harket,
Nico,
cv313,
Joe Smooth,
Laurel Aitken,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dawn Penn,
Man Parrish,
The Busters,
Pantaleimon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Connie Case,
Buzzcocks,
Nas,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Throbbing Gristle,
Neil Young,
Zapp,
OOIOO,
Main Source,
Excepter,
Sarah Menescal,
Bill Near,
The Associates,
Ronan,
Moby Grape,
10cc,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
UT,
AZ,
The Birthday Party,
Joensuu 1685,
Chris & Cosey,
Television Personalities,
Nik Kershaw,
John Lydon,
Malaria!,
Icehouse,
Average White Band,
Liliput,
Soft Cell,
Fela Kuti,
Von Mondo,
The Seeds,
Ken Boothe,
Mr. Review,
The Zeros,
H. Thieme,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim.
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.