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 Namibia and from Tokyo.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 MDC to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jacques Brel,
Oneida,
Jimmy McGriff,
Camberwell Now,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Gap Band,
Delta 5,
Robert Wyatt,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Prince Buster,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cheater Slicks,
Charles Mingus,
Tubeway Army,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
John Holt,
Surgeon,
Masters at Work,
Kerri Chandler,
The Flesh Eaters,
Popol Vuh,
Gastr Del Sol,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Names,
Patti Smith,
Niagra,
Sight & Sound,
Archie Shepp,
Index,
Tropical Tobacco,
New Age Steppers,
Duran Duran,
Lebanon Hanover,
Slave,
Sonic Youth,
Dark Day,
Fela Kuti,
Little Man,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Birthday Party,
The Beau Brummels,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Faraquet,
Wire,
8 Eyed Spy,
Yaz,
Fluxion,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Byron Stingily,
The Moleskins,
These Immortal Souls,
The Motions,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Grauzone,
Gil Scott Heron,
Nik Kershaw,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.