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 Namibia and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pet Shop Boys to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Eli Mardock,
James White and The Blacks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Terry Callier,
Ohio Players,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bobby Byrd,
Jeff Lynne,
Parry Music,
Sonic Youth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Blancmange,
Lalo Schifrin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bill Wells,
The Angels of Light,
Marvin Gaye,
Simply Red,
Desert Stars,
The Kinks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sight & Sound,
Donald Byrd,
Infiniti,
Outsiders,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Depeche Mode,
Lou Christie,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nik Kershaw,
Goldenarms,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Arab on Radar,
Bang On A Can,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Aloha Tigers,
Amon Düül II,
Funky Four + One,
Buzzcocks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pere Ubu,
Eric B and Rakim,
Roy Ayers,
Brothers Johnson,
Wire,
Black Flag,
Lightning Bolt,
Ten City,
The Mojo Men,
Junior Murvin,
Todd Terry,
Bronski Beat,
Bush Tetras,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Gories,
Chrome,
Easy Going,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.