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 Russia and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 spring reverb 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 Judy Mowatt to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Bluetip,
DJ Sneak,
Alison Limerick,
Soft Machine,
The Gories,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Icehouse,
Rhythm & Sound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Can,
Connie Case,
Matthew Bourne,
Lungfish,
The Divine Comedy,
Andrew Hill,
The Wake,
Wolf Eyes,
Tom Boy,
John Foxx,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Dead C,
Fad Gadget,
Grauzone,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Marine Girls,
Glenn Branca,
Big Daddy Kane,
10cc,
Albert Ayler,
Grey Daturas,
Lucky Dragons,
The Star Department,
The Knickerbockers,
The Slackers,
Suburban Knight,
Swans,
a-ha,
The Residents,
Chris & Cosey,
Hardrive,
Goldenarms,
Public Enemy,
Vladislav Delay,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
X-102,
The Skatalites,
Porter Ricks,
B.T. Express,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Terry Callier,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Nas,
Delon & Dalcan,
Joe Finger,
Peter and Kerry,
The Vogues,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sun Ra,
Davy DMX,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.