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 Mauritius and from Mexico City.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sun Ra to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Yazoo,
Banda Bassotti,
Slick Rick,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Black Dice,
Pylon,
Youth Brigade,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Don Cherry,
Guru Guru,
The Martian,
Thee Headcoats,
June Days,
The Smiths,
F. McDonald,
Bronski Beat,
Todd Rundgren,
The Gladiators,
Lyres,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Offenders,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Todd Terry,
Zapp,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
48th St. Collective,
Buzzcocks,
Warren Ellis,
Toni Rubio,
Drexciya,
Bobby Byrd,
Can,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
DNA,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Masters at Work,
The Leaves,
The Index,
B.T. Express,
Tom Boy,
Black Bananas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Negative Approach,
Hoover,
Oneida,
the Normal,
The Count Five,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Angry Samoans,
The Associates,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Seeds,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Dirtbombs,
The Sound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ohio Players,
CMW,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.