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 South Africa and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Residents to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
cv313,
Lou Reed,
Arcadia,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Man Parrish,
Delon & Dalcan,
Qualms,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sister Nancy,
Basic Channel,
Alphaville,
Nils Olav,
T.S.O.L.,
Ronnie Foster,
Nico,
Bobby Sherman,
Guru Guru,
Marvin Gaye,
Vainqueur,
8 Eyed Spy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Young Marble Giants,
Swell Maps,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
X-101,
This Heat,
Make Up,
Kenny Larkin,
Whodini,
Symarip,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Curtis Mayfield,
Derrick Morgan,
The Fire Engines,
Magazine,
The Moleskins,
Moby Grape,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Second Layer,
Glenn Branca,
Jandek,
Minutemen,
the Soft Cell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Junior Murvin,
Mo-Dettes,
Andrew Hill,
Joy Division,
Goldenarms,
Donald Byrd,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Vogues,
Sixth Finger,
Colin Newman,
Ponytail,
Buzzcocks,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.