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 Austria and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
The Martian,
Glenn Branca,
The Golliwogs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Youth Brigade,
Monolake,
a-ha,
Make Up,
Fela Kuti,
The Leaves,
The Gladiators,
Intrusion,
Rotary Connection,
Neil Young,
Bad Manners,
Heaven 17,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Amon Düül,
the Normal,
The Names,
Boz Scaggs,
The Tremeloes,
Reuben Wilson,
The Human League,
Nick Fraelich,
Main Source,
The Stooges,
Avey Tare,
Essential Logic,
Black Bananas,
This Heat,
Girls At Our Best!,
Roger Hodgson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bobby Byrd,
Man Parrish,
New Order,
The Litter,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Remains,
Idris Muhammad,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Infiniti,
Amon Düül II,
Q65,
Graham Central Station,
The Slackers,
These Immortal Souls,
Radiohead,
The Toasters,
Circle Jerks,
The Fortunes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Barry Ungar,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Maleditus Sound,
Freddie Wadling,
Donny Hathaway,
Deadbeat,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Hardrive,
Yellowson,
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.