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 Montenegro and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Swell Maps to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Alison Limerick,
Gichy Dan,
Tubeway Army,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Guru Guru,
The Trojans,
Stiv Bators,
Wire,
Piero Umiliani,
Icehouse,
Saccharine Trust,
Andrew Hill,
Kurtis Blow,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Human League,
Electric Prunes,
Nik Kershaw,
Scientists,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Carl Craig,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Erykah Badu,
Minny Pops,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Liliput,
The Doobie Brothers,
Accadde A,
Hot Snakes,
Robert Görl,
Absolute Body Control,
Au Pairs,
Severed Heads,
Sister Nancy,
Soul II Soul,
Pierre Henry,
The Mojo Men,
LL Cool J,
The Moleskins,
Bob Dylan,
Dennis Brown,
Mark Hollis,
The Selecter,
Gang Green,
The Raincoats,
The Names,
The New Christs,
Lower 48,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Suburban Knight,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Television,
Fifty Foot Hose,
kango's stein massive,
Eve St. Jones,
Oneida,
The Litter,
Arcadia,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.