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 Thailand and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 808 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 The Tremeloes to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
8 Eyed Spy,
OOIOO,
Marvin Gaye,
The Dead C,
Rufus Thomas,
Malaria!,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Evens,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Crispian St. Peters,
Funky Four + One,
Scion,
Slick Rick,
Max Romeo,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Fugs,
Robert Hood,
Ponytail,
The Misunderstood,
Maurizio,
The Remains,
Public Enemy,
David Axelrod,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Negative Approach,
Fluxion,
Mad Mike,
Y Pants,
Warren Ellis,
Gang Starr,
Sällskapet,
Sun City Girls,
The Divine Comedy,
Fugazi,
Kaleidoscope,
Au Pairs,
The Fall,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Minor Threat,
Siglo XX,
Joe Smooth,
Faraquet,
Duran Duran,
Mo-Dettes,
The Pop Group,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Schoolly D,
Don Cherry,
Black Moon,
The Kinks,
The Zeros,
Gil Scott Heron,
Leonard Cohen,
Idris Muhammad,
Chris & Cosey,
KRS-One,
Nick Fraelich,
H. Thieme,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dave Gahan,
Soul II Soul,
Bobbi Humphrey,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.