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 Australia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
David Axelrod,
Aloha Tigers,
Ultravox,
Minor Threat,
World's Most,
Unrelated Segments,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ultimate Spinach,
John Cale,
Charles Mingus,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Patti Smith,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Infiniti,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
June of 44,
Animal Collective,
Henry Cow,
cv313,
the Soft Cell,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Remains,
The Smiths,
Cecil Taylor,
Black Flag,
Yaz,
Judy Mowatt,
The Raincoats,
Panda Bear,
Minny Pops,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Cowsills,
R.M.O.,
UT,
Agitation Free,
Intrusion,
Camouflage,
Drexciya,
La Düsseldorf,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Curtis Mayfield,
Moss Icon,
Johnny Clarke,
Barrington Levy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
MDC,
The Buckinghams,
Crash Course in Science,
Desert Stars,
Young Marble Giants,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joyce Sims,
Pierre Henry,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dawn Penn,
Inner City,
Roy Ayers,
Aaron Thompson,
The J.B.'s,
The Five Americans,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.