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 Jamaica and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Half Japanese to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Albert Ayler,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Moleskins,
Circle Jerks,
Mars,
Judy Mowatt,
DJ Sneak,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cymande,
the Soft Cell,
The Vogues,
Black Flag,
The Smoke,
Freddie Wadling,
The Count Five,
the Slits,
Joe Finger,
Clear Light,
Tommy Roe,
Shuggie Otis,
June Days,
The Martian,
Arab on Radar,
Yazoo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Q65,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Invisible,
B.T. Express,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ohio Players,
Make Up,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Shoche,
Moby Grape,
Quantec,
Suburban Knight,
Charles Mingus,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
La Düsseldorf,
Howard Jones,
Faraquet,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Vladislav Delay,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Moss Icon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Niagra,
Matthew Bourne,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Minnie Riperton,
Parry Music,
Urselle,
Zero Boys,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.