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 Senegal and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare 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 The Move to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Morten Harket,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Trojans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Buzzcocks,
The Mummies,
Easy Going,
Gang Gang Dance,
Basic Channel,
Fear,
Angry Samoans,
Mary Jane Girls,
The United States of America,
Pylon,
Moss Icon,
The Last Poets,
Eric Dolphy,
Black Sheep,
Grauzone,
Brothers Johnson,
Erasure,
LL Cool J,
Spoonie Gee,
Avey Tare,
Mandrill,
Scientists,
JFA,
Cluster,
Negative Approach,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Masters at Work,
The Index,
One Last Wish,
The Motions,
The Red Krayola,
Roxy Music,
Silicon Teens,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Angels of Light,
D'Angelo,
Ultravox,
David McCallum,
Yaz,
The Walker Brothers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Technova,
The Birthday Party,
The Slits,
Pussy Galore,
Dennis Brown,
Marc Almond,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Trumans Water,
Bluetip,
Radiopuhelimet,
Little Man,
Drexciya,
Ralphi Rosario,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.