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 Liechtenstein and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 guitar 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 Can to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Kas Product,
Sight & Sound,
Zapp,
Radiohead,
Porter Ricks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
cv313,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Amon Düül II,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Eurythmics,
This Heat,
The Dirtbombs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Foxx,
the Soft Cell,
The Velvet Underground,
Yusef Lateef,
48th St. Collective,
The Stooges,
Kenny Larkin,
Lou Reed,
Clear Light,
Ronnie Foster,
The Blues Magoos,
Johnny Osbourne,
Stereo Dub,
Pagans,
Soulsonic Force,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Human League,
ABBA,
The Doors,
Eli Mardock,
Severed Heads,
Lower 48,
Symarip,
Second Layer,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Divine Comedy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Glenn Branca,
Section 25,
Panda Bear,
Can,
The Modern Lovers,
Cybotron,
FM Einheit,
The Neon Judgement,
Lee Hazlewood,
Excepter,
DJ Sneak,
Amazonics,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Throbbing Gristle,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
OOIOO,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.