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 Malta and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 clarinet 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 ABBA to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Altered Images,
Ultravox,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tim Buckley,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Oneida,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Association,
Livin' Joy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Shuggie Otis,
Cecil Taylor,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Stooges,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rekid,
Lou Reed,
Delta 5,
Niagra,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Boredoms,
Man Eating Sloth,
Freddie Wadling,
Erykah Badu,
Sparks,
Soft Cell,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Residents,
Blancmange,
Jacob Miller,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kas Product,
The Happenings,
Sugar Minott,
Maleditus Sound,
The Velvet Underground,
Smog,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Von Mondo,
The Birthday Party,
Marvin Gaye,
Howard Jones,
Eden Ahbez,
Vladislav Delay,
Ludus,
DJ Style,
Suicide,
Heaven 17,
Icehouse,
Josef K,
Neil Young,
Peter & Gordon,
Excepter,
Henry Cow,
Interpol,
Simply Red,
Gichy Dan,
Cheater Slicks,
Marc Almond,
New Order,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.