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 Niger and from Salvador.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and New York.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Mo-Dettes to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Brand Nubian,
Franke,
Suburban Knight,
Surgeon,
The Knickerbockers,
Eric Dolphy,
The Cure,
Eli Mardock,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Zero Boys,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Todd Terry,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Toasters,
Y Pants,
The Leaves,
Piero Umiliani,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fatback Band,
Kas Product,
L. Decosne,
Moss Icon,
Hoover,
Cecil Taylor,
Index,
The Trojans,
The Busters,
Gregory Isaacs,
Guru Guru,
Schoolly D,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Trumans Water,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Johnny Osbourne,
June Days,
Wire,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ponytail,
T. Rex,
Infiniti,
Black Flag,
the Association,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
New Age Steppers,
Pere Ubu,
The Associates,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DNA,
The Evens,
Blancmange,
X-102,
Massinfluence,
The Happenings,
Deepchord,
Camberwell Now,
The Sonics,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.