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 Bahamas and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Bauhaus,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Warren Ellis,
Freddie Wadling,
Q and Not U,
Sonny Sharrock,
48th St. Collective,
The Golliwogs,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Moleskins,
ABBA,
The Cowsills,
The Searchers,
Groovy Waters,
Urselle,
The Gap Band,
EPMD,
The Pretty Things,
Joy Division,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gichy Dan,
LL Cool J,
Sällskapet,
Gang Gang Dance,
Monolake,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Associates,
Cameo,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Blues Magoos,
Scientists,
Glenn Branca,
Josef K,
The Doobie Brothers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scratch Acid,
Y Pants,
John Lydon,
Alice Coltrane,
Das Ding,
Echospace,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Laurel Aitken,
Fluxion,
These Immortal Souls,
Supertramp,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
kango's stein massive,
Stereo Dub,
Negative Approach,
The Music Machine,
Camberwell Now,
Lee Hazlewood,
Buzzcocks,
The Cure,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Marmalade,
Agent Orange,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.