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 Guatemala and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rites of Spring 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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Soul II Soul,
The Gladiators,
Bad Manners,
Slick Rick,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Camberwell Now,
This Heat,
Spandau Ballet,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
MDC,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Names,
The Star Department,
Rakim,
Sixth Finger,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Zapp,
Electric Prunes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Q and Not U,
The Index,
Massinfluence,
Soulsonic Force,
the Association,
Alison Limerick,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Maurizio,
Negative Approach,
Banda Bassotti,
Kerrie Biddell,
Vainqueur,
Easy Going,
Gong,
Nation of Ulysses,
Echospace,
Kurtis Blow,
Eli Mardock,
The United States of America,
Ken Boothe,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Doors,
Gang of Four,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pierre Henry,
Siglo XX,
The Toasters,
The Gap Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Grauzone,
Youth Brigade,
Max Romeo,
Half Japanese,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fela Kuti,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dark Day,
Amon Düül II,
Joyce Sims,
Anthony Braxton,
Vladislav Delay,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.