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 Tuvalu and from Johannesburg.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Vladislav Delay to the dance 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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
KRS-One,
Sound Behaviour,
Eurythmics,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tubeway Army,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ronnie Foster,
Fad Gadget,
Eric Copeland,
Supertramp,
Au Pairs,
CMW,
Iggy Pop,
Tim Buckley,
The Real Kids,
The Mummies,
The Techniques,
Isaac Hayes,
Janne Schatter,
Saccharine Trust,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Human League,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lebanon Hanover,
X-101,
Marshall Jefferson,
Angry Samoans,
Joensuu 1685,
Lower 48,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Zapp,
The Zeros,
The Detroit Cobras,
China Crisis,
Nation of Ulysses,
Section 25,
June of 44,
Drexciya,
Rekid,
JFA,
Severed Heads,
Deakin,
Lalann,
Lightning Bolt,
Brothers Johnson,
Negative Approach,
Cheater Slicks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mars,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Move,
Pet Shop Boys,
Junior Murvin,
Derrick Morgan,
Ken Boothe,
Marine Girls,
The Skatalites,
The Gap Band,
The Smoke,
Lindisfarne,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.