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 Belarus and from Halifax.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 Ossler to the jazz 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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
China Crisis,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Spandau Ballet,
Underground Resistance,
Laurel Aitken,
the Bar-Kays,
Parry Music,
Drexciya,
Funky Four + One,
Tomorrow,
The United States of America,
Silicon Teens,
Suicide,
Fela Kuti,
Flamin' Groovies,
Joe Smooth,
Skaos,
The Moleskins,
Sarah Menescal,
Robert Hood,
The Human League,
Maleditus Sound,
Amon Düül,
The Electric Prunes,
Dead Boys,
The Smoke,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Johnny Osbourne,
Marmalade,
The Remains,
Kas Product,
Harpers Bizarre,
Hot Snakes,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Aswad,
Oneida,
Pere Ubu,
Prince Buster,
the Swans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Flag,
Hashim,
Ronan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Glambeats Corp.,
Cheater Slicks,
Half Japanese,
The Blues Magoos,
Quando Quango,
Freddie Wadling,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pylon,
MC5,
Henry Cow,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mark Hollis,
Suburban Knight,
Sly & The Family Stone,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.