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 Korea North and from Tehran.
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 Lyon and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Cybotron 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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
The Seeds,
Scott Walker,
The Remains,
Marvin Gaye,
Davy DMX,
New York Dolls,
the Association,
The Evens,
Aswad,
Flash Fearless,
Pole,
Morten Harket,
Television,
T.S.O.L.,
Alice Coltrane,
Magma,
Eddi Front,
Porter Ricks,
Easy Going,
Sarah Menescal,
Sugar Minott,
Spandau Ballet,
Soul Sonic Force,
MDC,
Joe Smooth,
Joe Finger,
Shuggie Otis,
Tears for Fears,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eric Copeland,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Sound,
Scientists,
Fela Kuti,
Delta 5,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wings,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Alison Limerick,
Susan Cadogan,
Chris Corsano,
The Searchers,
The Durutti Column,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Circle Jerks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eurythmics,
Radiohead,
Television Personalities,
The Flesh Eaters,
Second Layer,
Nick Fraelich,
Grey Daturas,
Matthew Halsall,
The Toasters,
Jeff Mills,
D'Angelo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Warren Ellis,
Youth Brigade,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.