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 Liberia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Houston and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 arpeggiator 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 Rhythm & Sound to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Malaria! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Sandy B,
Mantronix,
Eden Ahbez,
X-101,
Janne Schatter,
Hashim,
Cybotron,
The Tremeloes,
Brass Construction,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Gap Band,
Carl Craig,
Al Stewart,
Barrington Levy,
Buzzcocks,
Pantaleimon,
Wolf Eyes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Isaac Hayes,
Talk Talk,
Procol Harum,
Animal Collective,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Black Flag,
The Fire Engines,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Smog,
Icehouse,
Sixth Finger,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dennis Brown,
Banda Bassotti,
Pylon,
Joey Negro,
Flipper,
Lyres,
MDC,
James White and The Blacks,
John Foxx,
The Star Department,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Hardrive,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Gories,
Circle Jerks,
Flamin' Groovies,
Television,
FM Einheit,
Alphaville,
Mo-Dettes,
Freddie Wadling,
The Names,
Patti Smith,
Bootsy Collins,
Oneida,
Lindisfarne,
X-Ray Spex,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sällskapet,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.