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 Botswana and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 rhodes 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 Maurizio to the rap 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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
48th St. Collective,
Jimmy McGriff,
David Axelrod,
ABBA,
The Fuzztones,
Hardrive,
Ituana,
Roy Ayers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Reuben Wilson,
Yazoo,
Harry Pussy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tears for Fears,
Roger Hodgson,
Sister Nancy,
Wally Richardson,
Groovy Waters,
Au Pairs,
Yaz,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
KRS-One,
Lightning Bolt,
Glenn Branca,
Robert Hood,
Theoretical Girls,
Marshall Jefferson,
Newcleus,
Cheater Slicks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Cymande,
Rotary Connection,
Quadrant,
Grauzone,
Index,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
China Crisis,
Gong,
Moebius,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Unwound,
Arthur Verocai,
Erasure,
Qualms,
Lower 48,
Lou Christie,
Cybotron,
Fela Kuti,
Livin' Joy,
Neil Young,
Eric Dolphy,
Soul II Soul,
Oblivians,
X-Ray Spex,
Rod Modell,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Maurizio,
Television Personalities,
Ludus,
The Cure,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.