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 Brazil and from Houston.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Buzzcocks,
Pussy Galore,
Swell Maps,
Ice-T,
Alison Limerick,
The Buckinghams,
Minor Threat,
The Barracudas,
Jesper Dahlback,
Letta Mbulu,
Joy Division,
Jerry Gold Smith,
New Age Steppers,
Half Japanese,
The Moleskins,
Brand Nubian,
Darondo,
Surgeon,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jimmy McGriff,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ten City,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Soft Cell,
Accadde A,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bauhaus,
Sandy B,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Associates,
Ohio Players,
UT,
The Seeds,
David Axelrod,
Isaac Hayes,
Roxette,
Quadrant,
Animal Collective,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marc Almond,
John Cale,
Anthony Braxton,
Grauzone,
Television,
Niagra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Shoche,
Joyce Sims,
Mandrill,
Radiopuhelimet,
David McCallum,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Fall,
OOIOO,
Pierre Henry,
Marvin Gaye,
Lyres,
The Angels of Light,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.