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 Albania and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Quando Quango to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Pagans,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Television,
In Retrospect,
Deakin,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Janne Schatter,
Fear,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Basic Channel,
Cal Tjader,
Newcleus,
Josef K,
Technova,
DJ Style,
Buzzcocks,
June Days,
Soft Cell,
Dark Day,
Todd Terry,
Arab on Radar,
Trumans Water,
the Fania All-Stars,
Magazine,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Barracudas,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Monks,
The Remains,
A Certain Ratio,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bob Dylan,
Carl Craig,
Bill Near,
The Slits,
June of 44,
Average White Band,
Maleditus Sound,
Crispy Ambulance,
Oneida,
Oblivians,
Alice Coltrane,
Kurtis Blow,
Icehouse,
Terry Callier,
Youth Brigade,
T.S.O.L.,
Nik Kershaw,
Eric Copeland,
Wasted Youth,
Yazoo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Black Dice,
The Toasters,
FM Einheit,
The Fuzztones,
Anakelly,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.