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 Hungary and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum 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 Black Bananas 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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dirtbombs 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 mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Erykah Badu,
Kool Moe Dee,
Black Sheep,
The Birthday Party,
The Martian,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ituana,
Delta 5,
Gang Starr,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Agitation Free,
Anakelly,
Byron Stingily,
The Stooges,
Urselle,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fugazi,
Echospace,
One Last Wish,
Hasil Adkins,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Goldenarms,
Oblivians,
X-101,
Michelle Simonal,
The Sound,
10cc,
Eric Dolphy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Wasted Youth,
Excepter,
Bootsy Collins,
Cameo,
Franke,
Juan Atkins,
Tubeway Army,
Babytalk,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gabor Szabo,
Saccharine Trust,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Busters,
Kerri Chandler,
The Evens,
the Sonics,
Theoretical Girls,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Blossom Toes,
David Axelrod,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bill Near,
Eric Copeland,
Pierre Henry,
Sixth Finger,
The Dead C,
Aswad,
Pantaleimon,
The Toasters,
Spoonie Gee,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Swell Maps,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.