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 Austria and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Martian to the techno 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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Bobby Sherman,
Clear Light,
The Moleskins,
Symarip,
The Fuzztones,
Anakelly,
Chris Corsano,
Wings,
Ultravox,
Liliput,
Rufus Thomas,
Theoretical Girls,
Blake Baxter,
Scratch Acid,
Dave Gahan,
Country Teasers,
Sun City Girls,
Eddi Front,
Joe Finger,
The Real Kids,
The Names,
Black Sheep,
Barrington Levy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Michelle Simonal,
Eve St. Jones,
Harmonia,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bill Wells,
Wire,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cheater Slicks,
Derrick May,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Desert Stars,
Sparks,
Skaos,
CMW,
Bootsy Collins,
Alton Ellis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
PIL,
The Birthday Party,
Outsiders,
Model 500,
Chris & Cosey,
L. Decosne,
Gerry Rafferty,
Mr. Review,
David Axelrod,
the Bar-Kays,
The J.B.'s,
Pere Ubu,
Subhumans,
Terry Callier,
Nils Olav,
Maurizio,
World's Most,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Pretty Things,
Lebanon Hanover,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.