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 United States and from Philadelphia.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 harpsichord 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 Drexciya to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Yaz,
The Detroit Cobras,
One Last Wish,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Thompson Twins,
Marmalade,
Franke,
Dennis Brown,
Neil Young,
Ultimate Spinach,
Soft Machine,
Niagra,
Gregory Isaacs,
Minnie Riperton,
Skaos,
Alice Coltrane,
Cybotron,
Alton Ellis,
Surgeon,
Black Pus,
Television Personalities,
Cal Tjader,
Eve St. Jones,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Count Five,
The Velvet Underground,
Royal Trux,
Bootsy Collins,
F. McDonald,
The Martian,
Boz Scaggs,
The Busters,
Marshall Jefferson,
Minny Pops,
Soul II Soul,
Echospace,
Grauzone,
Nils Olav,
Man Eating Sloth,
Clear Light,
Piero Umiliani,
China Crisis,
Bronski Beat,
Matthew Halsall,
Wire,
Black Sheep,
Groovy Waters,
Gichy Dan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Yusef Lateef,
the Association,
OOIOO,
The Wake,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scientists,
Maleditus Sound,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Golliwogs,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.