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 Australia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 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 Toni Rubio to the crunk 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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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?
Franke,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Fire Engines,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jacob Miller,
Monolake,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Panda Bear,
Robert Hood,
Lalann,
Mars,
Cymande,
The Five Americans,
Livin' Joy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Prince Buster,
Davy DMX,
The Vogues,
The Alarm Clocks,
Massinfluence,
The Fugs,
Circle Jerks,
L. Decosne,
Peter and Kerry,
Howard Jones,
Magma,
Harmonia,
Todd Terry,
Lou Reed,
Chris & Cosey,
Liliput,
Roy Ayers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Slick Rick,
Joyce Sims,
Niagra,
Sixth Finger,
Matthew Halsall,
Bang On A Can,
Derrick Morgan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gang of Four,
Big Daddy Kane,
Desert Stars,
Swell Maps,
Suburban Knight,
Gang Green,
Smog,
Fat Boys,
Essential Logic,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Index,
Animal Collective,
Eric B and Rakim,
Cybotron,
Andrew Hill,
Japan,
Ponytail,
The Raincoats,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.