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 Angola and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 DNA to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Sarah Menescal,
Rakim,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Camouflage,
Von Mondo,
Monks,
The Wake,
Alice Coltrane,
T.S.O.L.,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Alison Limerick,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Smog,
Yusef Lateef,
Dennis Brown,
Sonic Youth,
Schoolly D,
LL Cool J,
Cecil Taylor,
Soulsonic Force,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Japan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pere Ubu,
Negative Approach,
10cc,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Carl Craig,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bush Tetras,
David Bowie,
The Fuzztones,
Colin Newman,
Sun City Girls,
EPMD,
Terry Callier,
Derrick Morgan,
Henry Cow,
Heaven 17,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mark Hollis,
The Blackbyrds,
Rhythm & Sound,
Aural Exciters,
Aaron Thompson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Invisible,
Motorama,
The Trojans,
Lindisfarne,
Boz Scaggs,
Janne Schatter,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
ABC,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kayak,
David McCallum,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kaleidoscope,
Hasil Adkins,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.