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 Brazil and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Beijing.
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 chamberlin 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 Glenn Branca to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
The Index,
The Evens,
Whodini,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Names,
kango's stein massive,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Joy Division,
Black Bananas,
The Mojo Men,
Eli Mardock,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pole,
Suburban Knight,
Erasure,
Quadrant,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tres Demented,
Erykah Badu,
John Cale,
Bobby Sherman,
DJ Style,
Quando Quango,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Todd Terry,
T.S.O.L.,
The Misunderstood,
Scion,
Main Source,
Crash Course in Science,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
ABC,
Lou Christie,
Bush Tetras,
Peter and Kerry,
Circle Jerks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Smiths,
Man Eating Sloth,
Angry Samoans,
The Human League,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rekid,
The Dead C,
The New Christs,
Con Funk Shun,
Archie Shepp,
the Germs,
D'Angelo,
The Zeros,
Warsaw,
Sun City Girls,
Accadde A,
Basic Channel,
Sound Behaviour,
Amon Düül,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.