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 Nepal and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Outsiders to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Jeff Mills,
The Pretty Things,
L. Decosne,
Babytalk,
Nirvana,
Magazine,
Deakin,
Blossom Toes,
Scion,
The Sound,
Circle Jerks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Supertramp,
Wire,
Pierre Henry,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Dark Day,
The Victims,
Quando Quango,
Howard Jones,
OOIOO,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
China Crisis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Chris & Cosey,
The Residents,
ABBA,
the Slits,
The Mummies,
Excepter,
Von Mondo,
Jandek,
Outsiders,
Smog,
Henry Cow,
Dave Gahan,
Gang Green,
Scientists,
Sun Ra,
Underground Resistance,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Amazonics,
Model 500,
June of 44,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rites of Spring,
Pantytec,
Marcia Griffiths,
Urselle,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joe Finger,
Gabor Szabo,
Nick Fraelich,
Brothers Johnson,
Zero Boys,
Lower 48,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.