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 Qatar and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Rufus Thomas to the techno 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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
cv313,
Loose Ends,
Todd Rundgren,
Stockholm Monsters,
Anakelly,
8 Eyed Spy,
R.M.O.,
Sexual Harrassment,
Dual Sessions,
The Move,
Zapp,
Massinfluence,
Scott Walker,
Pierre Henry,
Nation of Ulysses,
Television,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ludus,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nas,
The Motions,
The Monochrome Set,
Faust,
Boredoms,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soft Cell,
The Monks,
Aaron Thompson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Prince Buster,
DJ Style,
Malaria!,
Section 25,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jeff Lynne,
Desert Stars,
Rod Modell,
The Leaves,
Lakeside,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Inner City,
Pylon,
Brick,
Throbbing Gristle,
Aural Exciters,
Arcadia,
Blancmange,
Flamin' Groovies,
Wire,
Alison Limerick,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Martian,
The Mummies,
Silicon Teens,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Q65,
Matthew Bourne,
Sonic Youth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.