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 Tunisia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 the Normal 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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Depeche Mode,
Charles Mingus,
Tommy Roe,
Fugazi,
Godley & Creme,
Roxy Music,
Mo-Dettes,
DJ Sneak,
a-ha,
Echospace,
Mary Jane Girls,
The J.B.'s,
A Certain Ratio,
EPMD,
Nico,
Outsiders,
La Düsseldorf,
Pantaleimon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Can,
Lou Christie,
Popol Vuh,
The Standells,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Todd Rundgren,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Cowsills,
Cal Tjader,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Organ,
The Beau Brummels,
The Fall,
Boz Scaggs,
KRS-One,
Hasil Adkins,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ice-T,
Prince Buster,
Little Man,
Desert Stars,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Section 25,
Intrusion,
CMW,
Sparks,
Arthur Verocai,
Kool Moe Dee,
Judy Mowatt,
Jesper Dahlback,
Warren Ellis,
The Fuzztones,
June Days,
The Gories,
8 Eyed Spy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Vogues,
Unwound,
The Gun Club,
One Last Wish,
The Tremeloes,
Spandau Ballet,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.