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 Poland and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 ABBA to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Wasted Youth,
Jeff Lynne,
Stiv Bators,
Glenn Branca,
Bauhaus,
Blossom Toes,
Motorama,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Electric Prunes,
Electric Prunes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Chris & Cosey,
Ice-T,
Chrome,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bush Tetras,
Graham Central Station,
Mandrill,
Josef K,
Liliput,
The Pretty Things,
Pharoah Sanders,
Suicide,
Cybotron,
Monks,
Fugazi,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Martian,
Pierre Henry,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Joe Smooth,
David Bowie,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nation of Ulysses,
Roxy Music,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bobby Womack,
T.S.O.L.,
Junior Murvin,
June Days,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Move,
Sunsets and Hearts,
JFA,
Black Sheep,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Marc Almond,
CMW,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Yusef Lateef,
Patti Smith,
Max Romeo,
Henry Cow,
Quadrant,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Tremeloes,
Charles Mingus,
Public Enemy,
Mo-Dettes,
Andrew Hill,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.