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 Austria and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ossler to the jazz 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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
Janne Schatter,
The Golliwogs,
Groovy Waters,
Subhumans,
Soul II Soul,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Toni Rubio,
The Black Dice,
David Axelrod,
Ludus,
Robert Wyatt,
KRS-One,
The Martian,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tim Buckley,
Vainqueur,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Adolescents,
Sister Nancy,
The American Breed,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bad Manners,
Saccharine Trust,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Skatalites,
The Angels of Light,
Cecil Taylor,
Bob Dylan,
The Human League,
Second Layer,
Dawn Penn,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rekid,
Can,
Make Up,
Fad Gadget,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Blake Baxter,
Curtis Mayfield,
Faraquet,
Reagan Youth,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Associates,
Skriet,
Zapp,
Marmalade,
Severed Heads,
Laurel Aitken,
Jerry's Kids,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Angry Samoans,
Chris & Cosey,
The Mummies,
Ultravox,
The Wake,
Flamin' Groovies,
Darondo,
Gregory Isaacs,
Desert Stars,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.