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 Sierra Leone and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Hasil Adkins to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Davy DMX,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Aswad,
Dave Gahan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Schoolly D,
JFA,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Public Image Ltd.,
Easy Going,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Drexciya,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ronnie Foster,
Lakeside,
Janne Schatter,
A Certain Ratio,
Anakelly,
Los Fastidios,
Dead Boys,
Section 25,
Malaria!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barry Ungar,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rufus Thomas,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Eli Mardock,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Donny Hathaway,
The Names,
Black Sheep,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Saints,
The Knickerbockers,
Harmonia,
Bauhaus,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jimmy McGriff,
Patti Smith,
Parry Music,
Rakim,
Yellowson,
Flash Fearless,
Don Cherry,
Boz Scaggs,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lebanon Hanover,
New Order,
Marmalade,
Colin Newman,
Henry Cow,
T. Rex,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Sound,
KRS-One,
R.M.O.,
Cymande,
Yazoo,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.