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 Vanuatu and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 Desert Stars to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Marcia Griffiths,
Prince Buster,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pylon,
Black Pus,
Loose Ends,
Fad Gadget,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
James White and The Blacks,
The Sound,
The Invisible,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Brass Construction,
Patti Smith,
The Martian,
UT,
Bootsy Collins,
Lalann,
The Golliwogs,
Rites of Spring,
Stiv Bators,
Ultimate Spinach,
Michelle Simonal,
Carl Craig,
Nils Olav,
Scott Walker,
L. Decosne,
Chrome,
Popol Vuh,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Chris Corsano,
the Slits,
Faust,
Marmalade,
June of 44,
The Trojans,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
EPMD,
T. Rex,
Agitation Free,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Birthday Party,
World's Most,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Vogues,
the Sonics,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Minnie Riperton,
Barbara Tucker,
Altered Images,
Los Fastidios,
China Crisis,
Theoretical Girls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Reuben Wilson,
The Fortunes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.