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 Turkey and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare 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 Fluxion to the electroclash 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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Camberwell Now,
Fatback Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tommy Roe,
ABC,
Nirvana,
Junior Murvin,
Moebius,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Groovy Waters,
The Blues Magoos,
The Music Machine,
the Swans,
Yusef Lateef,
a-ha,
Clear Light,
The Divine Comedy,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mad Mike,
Bad Manners,
The Durutti Column,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Connie Case,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Banda Bassotti,
Nick Fraelich,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Techniques,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Can,
Davy DMX,
Johnny Clarke,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Byrd,
Fad Gadget,
Boz Scaggs,
JFA,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Gun Club,
Qualms,
The Move,
Morten Harket,
Easy Going,
The Moleskins,
Barbara Tucker,
Piero Umiliani,
Japan,
Lower 48,
Chris & Cosey,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
CMW,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Reuben Wilson,
Bluetip,
Arcadia,
LL Cool J,
Circle Jerks,
Accadde A,
Lee Hazlewood,
Susan Cadogan,
The Toasters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.