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 Pakistan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ralphi Rosario to the crunk 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Average White Band,
Metal Thangz,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Colin Newman,
The Pretty Things,
Hardrive,
Dennis Brown,
Drive Like Jehu,
Television Personalities,
Ronnie Foster,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ituana,
Gastr Del Sol,
Urselle,
Swell Maps,
Beasts of Bourbon,
T.S.O.L.,
Subhumans,
Inner City,
The Remains,
Jeff Mills,
Lyres,
The Sonics,
The Electric Prunes,
Gichy Dan,
Soft Cell,
Sun City Girls,
The Fire Engines,
Aaron Thompson,
The Invisible,
Lou Christie,
Joe Smooth,
X-Ray Spex,
Motorama,
Charles Mingus,
Janne Schatter,
Popol Vuh,
Pole,
Max Romeo,
The Real Kids,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lucky Dragons,
X-101,
Radio Birdman,
Warren Ellis,
Funkadelic,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nico,
Barrington Levy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eve St. Jones,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Music Machine,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
FM Einheit,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.