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 Lithuania and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Glenn Branca to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nick Fraelich,
Deepchord,
Masters at Work,
Clear Light,
Scan 7,
Vladislav Delay,
Ken Boothe,
The Five Americans,
Roxette,
Skaos,
The Black Dice,
Malaria!,
Brothers Johnson,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Wire,
Hot Snakes,
Zero Boys,
Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Flash Fearless,
Pulsallama,
Nik Kershaw,
Johnny Clarke,
Infiniti,
Crime,
Trumans Water,
F. McDonald,
Das Ding,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lakeside,
Agitation Free,
Joey Negro,
Moby Grape,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Donny Hathaway,
ABC,
Radiopuhelimet,
Livin' Joy,
Bobby Sherman,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Grass Roots,
Sound Behaviour,
Panda Bear,
Monks,
Nils Olav,
Depeche Mode,
The Remains,
Tres Demented,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tubeway Army,
The Zeros,
Con Funk Shun,
The Cramps,
Peter & Gordon,
Sonic Youth,
Sex Pistols,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Fire Engines,
Gabor Szabo,
UT,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.