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 Djibouti and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Houston.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Absolute Body Control to the electroclash 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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Massinfluence,
Eric Copeland,
Eden Ahbez,
The Young Rascals,
Negative Approach,
Gang Gang Dance,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jandek,
Brick,
Fad Gadget,
Joe Finger,
The Raincoats,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Boz Scaggs,
T.S.O.L.,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gong,
Stiv Bators,
Sarah Menescal,
EPMD,
Kaleidoscope,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Moebius,
Tres Demented,
John Foxx,
K-Klass,
Talk Talk,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Gories,
The Smiths,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
In Retrospect,
Alphaville,
Wings,
Aural Exciters,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Faust,
Das Ding,
Steve Hackett,
Mission of Burma,
The Golliwogs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Stooges,
Gabor Szabo,
Colin Newman,
Pierre Henry,
Ultra Naté,
Robert Hood,
Little Man,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
James White and The Blacks,
Al Stewart,
Make Up,
Bluetip,
Drexciya,
the Association,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.