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 Monaco and from Hong Kong.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Kaleidoscope to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Hashim,
Desert Stars,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Beau Brummels,
U.S. Maple,
Mo-Dettes,
Drexciya,
Michelle Simonal,
Skaos,
Oneida,
Surgeon,
Throbbing Gristle,
Qualms,
Grauzone,
Audionom,
Marc Almond,
Outsiders,
Sonny Sharrock,
K-Klass,
Pantaleimon,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sällskapet,
8 Eyed Spy,
Banda Bassotti,
The Names,
The Residents,
Delta 5,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Livin' Joy,
Essential Logic,
Half Japanese,
David Bowie,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Connie Case,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scion,
Underground Resistance,
Nico,
T. Rex,
Toni Rubio,
Deepchord,
Inner City,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Anthony Braxton,
kango's stein massive,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cheater Slicks,
Skriet,
D'Angelo,
JFA,
Jandek,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dennis Brown,
Glenn Branca,
Unrelated Segments,
Sarah Menescal,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.