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 Niger and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Paris.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 Motorama to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Severed Heads record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Joensuu 1685,
The Move,
Niagra,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sarah Menescal,
Q and Not U,
The Flesh Eaters,
Chris & Cosey,
The Count Five,
K-Klass,
48th St. Collective,
Tres Demented,
Roy Ayers,
Procol Harum,
Black Pus,
Scott Walker,
Bluetip,
The Victims,
Joy Division,
Rufus Thomas,
Surgeon,
Altered Images,
The Pretty Things,
Carl Craig,
June Days,
Royal Trux,
The Doobie Brothers,
Warren Ellis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marmalade,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jeff Mills,
Derrick Morgan,
Glenn Branca,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Supertramp,
Hoover,
DNA,
Crash Course in Science,
Gichy Dan,
Amon Düül II,
Guru Guru,
The Neon Judgement,
Tom Boy,
Amon Düül,
Tommy Roe,
Gang Green,
Tears for Fears,
Michelle Simonal,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fela Kuti,
X-101,
Matthew Halsall,
Chris Corsano,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.