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 Brunei and from Portland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 sitar 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 Flash Fearless to the disco 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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gang Gang Dance,
Black Pus,
the Association,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Juan Atkins,
Unrelated Segments,
Lou Reed,
The Remains,
Tom Boy,
Public Enemy,
Joy Division,
Pet Shop Boys,
Suicide,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gabor Szabo,
Erasure,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gang of Four,
Main Source,
Patti Smith,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Blake Baxter,
Soft Cell,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Neil Young,
Liliput,
Sällskapet,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marmalade,
Neu!,
The Monochrome Set,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rod Modell,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rotary Connection,
Panda Bear,
Spoonie Gee,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fluxion,
Organ,
Peter and Kerry,
the Sonics,
Bang On A Can,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eli Mardock,
Maleditus Sound,
Flash Fearless,
Moby Grape,
Brothers Johnson,
The Black Dice,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Swell Maps,
Peter & Gordon,
Henry Cow,
Absolute Body Control,
Magma,
Pantytec,
CMW,
Tubeway Army,
The Searchers,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.