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 Armenia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 sitar 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 Kas Product to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
Nation of Ulysses,
Royal Trux,
Amon Düül,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Max Romeo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
In Retrospect,
Connie Case,
Circle Jerks,
Q and Not U,
Faraquet,
Magma,
Make Up,
The Fire Engines,
Sällskapet,
Icehouse,
Grauzone,
Susan Cadogan,
Half Japanese,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
cv313,
Scratch Acid,
Average White Band,
Masters at Work,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ohio Players,
Freddie Wadling,
Rosa Yemen,
The Grass Roots,
Second Layer,
Godley & Creme,
Wasted Youth,
Boz Scaggs,
The Dirtbombs,
X-101,
Rhythm & Sound,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Wolf Eyes,
Scion,
Jacques Brel,
Maurizio,
Pole,
Qualms,
Intrusion,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Searchers,
Joe Finger,
The Slackers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
U.S. Maple,
Anthony Braxton,
Sparks,
Model 500,
The Invisible,
Bush Tetras,
Mars,
Blake Baxter,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Barrington Levy,
Pulsallama,
Peter and Kerry,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dennis Brown,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.