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 Egypt and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 theremin 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 Ultravox to the dance 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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Scrapy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Moby Grape,
Porter Ricks,
This Heat,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rakim,
Rekid,
David Bowie,
Jacques Brel,
Gang of Four,
The United States of America,
Royal Trux,
Sister Nancy,
Intrusion,
Scan 7,
B.T. Express,
Lou Reed,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Supertramp,
New York Dolls,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fat Boys,
Anthony Braxton,
Barrington Levy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sex Pistols,
The Standells,
Brothers Johnson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Japan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Subhumans,
Barry Ungar,
The Detroit Cobras,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Iggy Pop,
Marshall Jefferson,
Black Bananas,
Severed Heads,
Chris & Cosey,
The Young Rascals,
The Gladiators,
New Order,
Lucky Dragons,
Yazoo,
Lightning Bolt,
Peter & Gordon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
These Immortal Souls,
Sonic Youth,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sandy B,
Panda Bear,
The J.B.'s,
Avey Tare,
Flipper,
Lower 48,
Andrew Hill,
Mission of Burma,
Easy Going,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.