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 Haiti and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 organ 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 Girls At Our Best! to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Chrome,
The Toasters,
Lower 48,
New Order,
Cameo,
Al Stewart,
Soulsonic Force,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nik Kershaw,
Procol Harum,
Rakim,
Essential Logic,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Swans,
Delta 5,
Surgeon,
The Fire Engines,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ultra Naté,
The Modern Lovers,
The Gap Band,
Jacob Miller,
R.M.O.,
Morten Harket,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Excepter,
Neu!,
Mars,
Curtis Mayfield,
Max Romeo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Michelle Simonal,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Normal,
Oneida,
A Certain Ratio,
Iggy Pop,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rekid,
Eden Ahbez,
Dave Gahan,
The Leaves,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Marvin Gaye,
The Raincoats,
Pet Shop Boys,
Angry Samoans,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Japan,
Livin' Joy,
F. McDonald,
Underground Resistance,
Ohio Players,
Dennis Brown,
Aswad,
The Martian,
Tears for Fears,
Trumans Water,
Mark Hollis,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.