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 Malawi and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the organ 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 Tres Demented to the electroclash 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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Aswad,
Stereo Dub,
Kenny Larkin,
cv313,
Yazoo,
CMW,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Drive Like Jehu,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Monks,
Quadrant,
Scientists,
Pharoah Sanders,
Mo-Dettes,
Fugazi,
Excepter,
Index,
Livin' Joy,
Isaac Hayes,
Black Flag,
Brand Nubian,
China Crisis,
Wings,
Popol Vuh,
Moebius,
The Buckinghams,
Prince Buster,
Reagan Youth,
Icehouse,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scrapy,
Michelle Simonal,
Theoretical Girls,
EPMD,
The Barracudas,
The Fortunes,
Banda Bassotti,
Ultra Naté,
Mandrill,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Real Kids,
Alphaville,
John Cale,
Goldenarms,
Steve Hackett,
The Walker Brothers,
Eric Dolphy,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sugar Minott,
Groovy Waters,
Liliput,
X-101,
Khruangbin,
Maleditus Sound,
Model 500,
MC5,
Lower 48,
Depeche Mode,
Gang Starr,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.