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 Taipei.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the 808 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 Ludus to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Cure. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
The Misunderstood,
Infiniti,
Minnie Riperton,
Surgeon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Josef K,
Niagra,
Prince Buster,
Ronan,
This Heat,
The Red Krayola,
DNA,
Peter & Gordon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
B.T. Express,
DJ Sneak,
The J.B.'s,
Khruangbin,
Dave Gahan,
Television,
H. Thieme,
Adolescents,
Quadrant,
Y Pants,
The Index,
Bill Near,
Brothers Johnson,
Alice Coltrane,
Grey Daturas,
The Searchers,
The Divine Comedy,
Idris Muhammad,
Connie Case,
Robert Görl,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Beau Brummels,
The Vogues,
Lee Hazlewood,
John Cale,
Japan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Alison Limerick,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Modern Lovers,
The Standells,
Charles Mingus,
Delta 5,
A Certain Ratio,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Busters,
Livin' Joy,
Boredoms,
Liliput,
Althea and Donna,
Graham Central Station,
Schoolly D,
Unwound,
the Normal,
Flash Fearless,
Archie Shepp,
Sex Pistols,
Public Image Ltd.,
Juan Atkins,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.