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 Burkina and from Taipei.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 cv313 to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Slave,
Girls At Our Best!,
Porter Ricks,
Cheater Slicks,
Sonny Sharrock,
UT,
Lightning Bolt,
Adolescents,
The Divine Comedy,
Kayak,
Funky Four + One,
Radiopuhelimet,
Aswad,
The Standells,
Joyce Sims,
Oneida,
Silicon Teens,
Rites of Spring,
Ronnie Foster,
Boz Scaggs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Anthony Braxton,
Roxette,
Soft Cell,
The Mojo Men,
Letta Mbulu,
The Selecter,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Johnny Osbourne,
Aloha Tigers,
Hot Snakes,
The Red Krayola,
Goldenarms,
Amon Düül,
The Seeds,
Massinfluence,
Ice-T,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
L. Decosne,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Crime,
Lalann,
Lou Reed,
Glenn Branca,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Echospace,
Warren Ellis,
The Tremeloes,
Al Stewart,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Fania All-Stars,
Chrome,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.