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 Cyprus 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 marimba 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 Althea and Donna to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Depeche Mode. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Moebius,
Lindisfarne,
Guru Guru,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Animal Collective,
Pantytec,
The Motions,
Angry Samoans,
Black Flag,
Dark Day,
Bob Dylan,
Nico,
Soft Machine,
Organ,
Agent Orange,
The Fuzztones,
Fear,
Mantronix,
Panda Bear,
Joy Division,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bush Tetras,
Dawn Penn,
A Certain Ratio,
Kevin Saunderson,
Hot Snakes,
Bronski Beat,
The Names,
The Slackers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Reagan Youth,
Jacob Miller,
EPMD,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pole,
Unwound,
Minutemen,
Saccharine Trust,
The Buckinghams,
Anakelly,
Kenny Larkin,
The Misunderstood,
Robert Hood,
Oblivians,
Mo-Dettes,
The Residents,
Pet Shop Boys,
John Lydon,
Drexciya,
The Evens,
Nas,
The Gun Club,
Rapeman,
Sparks,
Prince Buster,
The Pretty Things,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Glenn Branca,
Ultra Naté,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.