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 South Africa and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Accra.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
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 Hashim to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Brand Nubian,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eurythmics,
Funky Four + One,
Zapp,
Average White Band,
The Raincoats,
Pagans,
The Monochrome Set,
The Young Rascals,
Mission of Burma,
Ituana,
MC5,
Aaron Thompson,
Harry Pussy,
the Human League,
Moby Grape,
Soft Cell,
The Selecter,
Frankie Knuckles,
John Cale,
The Monks,
Guru Guru,
Second Layer,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Little Man,
Ohio Players,
Can,
Lindisfarne,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Hoover,
Jimmy McGriff,
Procol Harum,
Livin' Joy,
Lakeside,
Eli Mardock,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fugazi,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Derrick Morgan,
Depeche Mode,
Chris Corsano,
OOIOO,
The Happenings,
The Blackbyrds,
Scratch Acid,
World's Most,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dark Day,
10cc,
Graham Central Station,
Vladislav Delay,
Main Source,
Derrick May,
Bush Tetras,
Q65,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Panda Bear,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.