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 Vietnam and from Seoul.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro 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 Chris & Cosey to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Zapp,
Radiohead,
Bill Near,
Cybotron,
Yaz,
The Moleskins,
Eden Ahbez,
David Bowie,
Traffic Nightmare,
JFA,
Hasil Adkins,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ohio Players,
Bush Tetras,
Moebius,
10cc,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pantaleimon,
Babytalk,
The Human League,
James White and The Blacks,
Brothers Johnson,
Sound Behaviour,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Metal Thangz,
Drive Like Jehu,
Soul Sonic Force,
Thee Headcoats,
Nirvana,
Ten City,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
T. Rex,
Janne Schatter,
Dave Gahan,
Siglo XX,
Sight & Sound,
The Blues Magoos,
Grauzone,
Brand Nubian,
Easy Going,
Davy DMX,
D'Angelo,
Slick Rick,
Parry Music,
Jeff Mills,
Icehouse,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kerrie Biddell,
Livin' Joy,
Dennis Brown,
The Residents,
Jacob Miller,
The Birthday Party,
Cecil Taylor,
Bizarre Inc.,
Au Pairs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Soft Cell,
Danielle Patucci,
Los Fastidios,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.