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 Marshall Islands and from London.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Sight & Sound to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
Funkadelic,
The Leaves,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Crash Course in Science,
Agitation Free,
Anthony Braxton,
Patti Smith,
Monolake,
Massinfluence,
Grauzone,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Audionom,
Janne Schatter,
Goldenarms,
Underground Resistance,
Roy Ayers,
Kenny Larkin,
JFA,
The Velvet Underground,
Joe Smooth,
Marc Almond,
Whodini,
MC5,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Drexciya,
Erasure,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Fall,
The Young Rascals,
The Durutti Column,
Ituana,
Mark Hollis,
Zero Boys,
Josef K,
The Busters,
La Düsseldorf,
Bill Wells,
Avey Tare,
Au Pairs,
Tres Demented,
Suicide,
Bobby Womack,
Lou Christie,
Yaz,
Infiniti,
Sunsets and Hearts,
New Age Steppers,
Charles Mingus,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Barracudas,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Dead C,
Max Romeo,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Procol Harum,
Quantec,
Bad Manners,
Terry Callier,
Aural Exciters,
Brothers Johnson,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.