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 Senegal and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and London.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Brand Nubian 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 The Litter. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Scratch Acid,
The Cramps,
Sällskapet,
Accadde A,
Minnie Riperton,
Eddi Front,
Andrew Hill,
Robert Görl,
The Saints,
the Sonics,
Mantronix,
Lungfish,
Erasure,
The Skatalites,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gil Scott Heron,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mark Hollis,
The Walker Brothers,
Minny Pops,
Sugar Minott,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Monks,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The J.B.'s,
Blake Baxter,
Quadrant,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The American Breed,
Second Layer,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
New Order,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Al Stewart,
cv313,
The Trojans,
Gabor Szabo,
Black Moon,
Reuben Wilson,
Soulsonic Force,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Magma,
Visage,
X-Ray Spex,
Donny Hathaway,
The Young Rascals,
Ludus,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Red Krayola,
The Martian,
Public Image Ltd.,
Faust,
Ralphi Rosario,
ABC,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rites of Spring,
Siglo XX,
Anakelly,
Bootsy Collins,
a-ha,
Yaz, Yaz, Yaz, Yaz.
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.