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 Lithuania and from Cairo.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ 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 The Smoke to the jazz 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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-101 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Lalo Schifrin,
UT,
K-Klass,
Pierre Henry,
Section 25,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Brand Nubian,
Johnny Osbourne,
Mars,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ronnie Foster,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kenny Larkin,
Peter and Kerry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
F. McDonald,
Ice-T,
Pussy Galore,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dave Gahan,
Jeff Mills,
Camberwell Now,
The Busters,
The Monochrome Set,
Slave,
Todd Rundgren,
Minny Pops,
Rosa Yemen,
Alice Coltrane,
Harmonia,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Stockholm Monsters,
Schoolly D,
Das Ding,
Pet Shop Boys,
Yazoo,
Fat Boys,
Sugar Minott,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scientists,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pylon,
Sex Pistols,
The Beau Brummels,
Deadbeat,
The Blues Magoos,
Soul II Soul,
Archie Shepp,
The Music Machine,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
CMW,
Hoover,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mantronix,
Kool Moe Dee,
Groovy Waters,
Eddi Front,
Wolf Eyes,
Nirvana,
Albert Ayler,
Idris Muhammad,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.