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 Estonia and from Lille.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 linndrum 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 Traffic Nightmare to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
New Age Steppers,
Big Daddy Kane,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Josef K,
The Modern Lovers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ronan,
The Cramps,
AZ,
Frankie Knuckles,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Fatback Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lyres,
Au Pairs,
Angry Samoans,
Theoretical Girls,
Marmalade,
the Association,
X-102,
Guru Guru,
The Leaves,
Japan,
Freddie Wadling,
Sällskapet,
Lebanon Hanover,
Inner City,
Spoonie Gee,
Kerri Chandler,
Skarface,
The Grass Roots,
Donald Byrd,
Cluster,
Wings,
Underground Resistance,
Glenn Branca,
Radiopuhelimet,
Joe Finger,
Roxette,
Country Teasers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Todd Rundgren,
Dorothy Ashby,
Piero Umiliani,
Popol Vuh,
Ronnie Foster,
Supertramp,
Pulsallama,
Livin' Joy,
Harmonia,
Letta Mbulu,
New York Dolls,
Skaos,
Judy Mowatt,
Vladislav Delay,
Lucky Dragons,
Jacques Brel,
Kevin Saunderson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.