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 Kenya and from Bologna.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 spring reverb 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 Desert Stars to the disco 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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All Sexual Harrassment tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pretty Things record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bluetip,
Moebius,
Roy Ayers,
Ludus,
Pharoah Sanders,
Television Personalities,
Hashim,
Howard Jones,
X-101,
8 Eyed Spy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
FM Einheit,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jacob Miller,
CMW,
Quando Quango,
Todd Rundgren,
Magazine,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Mummies,
Lyres,
Boz Scaggs,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Echospace,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Anakelly,
Fat Boys,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Symarip,
The Remains,
U.S. Maple,
The Zeros,
Nirvana,
Eli Mardock,
Kurtis Blow,
Robert Görl,
Agent Orange,
Wings,
The Birthday Party,
Stockholm Monsters,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Alison Limerick,
James White and The Blacks,
The Gladiators,
H. Thieme,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Thompson Twins,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Girls At Our Best!,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nico,
Essential Logic,
Black Flag,
Freddie Wadling,
Quantec,
Chris & Cosey,
Pere Ubu,
The Dirtbombs,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.