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 Kuwait and from Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Shanghai.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Andrew Hill to the grime 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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sun City Girls,
Brass Construction,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Gun Club,
New Order,
The Electric Prunes,
Parry Music,
Suburban Knight,
The Gladiators,
Grey Daturas,
Massinfluence,
David McCallum,
Todd Rundgren,
Scientists,
Harmonia,
Q and Not U,
The Neon Judgement,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fad Gadget,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Inner City,
Sight & Sound,
Siglo XX,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Robert Görl,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Wake,
The Star Department,
The Trojans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Adolescents,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Mission of Burma,
Section 25,
The Monochrome Set,
Joe Finger,
Jeff Mills,
Ludus,
Anthony Braxton,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pantytec,
Crime,
Scott Walker,
The Walker Brothers,
June Days,
Erasure,
KRS-One,
Kas Product,
ABBA,
The Dead C,
Nick Fraelich,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scan 7,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lightning Bolt,
X-102,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.