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 Thailand and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Radiohead to the disco 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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jeff Mills,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eden Ahbez,
Brand Nubian,
Anakelly,
Rod Modell,
The Smiths,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Joe Finger,
Mission of Burma,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eric Copeland,
Bobby Byrd,
The Grass Roots,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kas Product,
The Raincoats,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Minny Pops,
Robert Hood,
Cybotron,
Whodini,
Mo-Dettes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Roxette,
Althea and Donna,
8 Eyed Spy,
Brick,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Y Pants,
Roxy Music,
John Cale,
Q65,
Stiv Bators,
Unwound,
The Moody Blues,
ABC,
Dual Sessions,
Sällskapet,
Charles Mingus,
Television Personalities,
Terrestrial Tones,
Can,
Neu!,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
John Holt,
Duran Duran,
Bush Tetras,
Ice-T,
Newcleus,
Jesper Dahlback,
Arcadia,
Minnie Riperton,
Godley & Creme,
Roger Hodgson,
Letta Mbulu,
Talk Talk,
The Dave Clark Five,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.