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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Robert Görl to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Juan Atkins,
Maleditus Sound,
Jandek,
The Human League,
Sam Rivers,
Theoretical Girls,
Thompson Twins,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Suburban Knight,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Monochrome Set,
Delta 5,
Colin Newman,
Sarah Menescal,
The Fuzztones,
Gabor Szabo,
Joe Smooth,
Danielle Patucci,
The Standells,
ABC,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Organ,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Scott Walker,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Association,
Minny Pops,
Reuben Wilson,
Junior Murvin,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Scion,
The Sound,
the Soft Cell,
Wings,
Hot Snakes,
Drexciya,
Toni Rubio,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cecil Taylor,
Bronski Beat,
Malaria!,
Sound Behaviour,
Amon Düül II,
Steve Hackett,
Neil Young,
Agent Orange,
Bobby Byrd,
Surgeon,
Siglo XX,
Rotary Connection,
Fela Kuti,
Albert Ayler,
Mission of Burma,
Stereo Dub,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.