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 Kenya and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 E-Dancer to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Bad Manners,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sarah Menescal,
Pere Ubu,
Sound Behaviour,
Tommy Roe,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Brothers Johnson,
The United States of America,
Ronnie Foster,
Urselle,
La Düsseldorf,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Gun Club,
Delta 5,
Fad Gadget,
Scott Walker,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bootsy Collins,
Whodini,
Robert Wyatt,
Stockholm Monsters,
Spandau Ballet,
Joey Negro,
Deadbeat,
Lalo Schifrin,
Tom Boy,
UT,
Ralphi Rosario,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Motorama,
Aloha Tigers,
A Certain Ratio,
Infiniti,
The Detroit Cobras,
Excepter,
Black Flag,
cv313,
Robert Görl,
Sight & Sound,
Toni Rubio,
The Techniques,
The Count Five,
Von Mondo,
Quadrant,
Bush Tetras,
Amazonics,
Skaos,
Nirvana,
Inner City,
The Black Dice,
The Evens,
Mark Hollis,
Gang Green,
Scratch Acid,
Derrick May,
The J.B.'s,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Das Ding,
Nas,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.