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 Nigeria and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 spring reverb 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 Liliput to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Pere Ubu,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Soul II Soul,
Buzzcocks,
Scrapy,
K-Klass,
Metal Thangz,
Flash Fearless,
Gong,
Von Mondo,
Ultravox,
Newcleus,
Drexciya,
Pharoah Sanders,
Shoche,
Essential Logic,
Sex Pistols,
The Black Dice,
Amazonics,
Ultra Naté,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gastr Del Sol,
Main Source,
Mr. Review,
The Mojo Men,
Man Eating Sloth,
Cecil Taylor,
Chrome,
Sandy B,
Matthew Halsall,
Suicide,
Barrington Levy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
OOIOO,
The Gories,
Vainqueur,
Kurtis Blow,
Arcadia,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Gladiators,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Yellowson,
The Litter,
Archie Shepp,
Stereo Dub,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Hot Snakes,
The Grass Roots,
Little Man,
Mars,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Oblivians,
Cluster,
Cybotron,
Au Pairs,
Crooked Eye,
Intrusion,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.