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 Somalia and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Massinfluence to the dance 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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erykah Badu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Babytalk,
Can,
Eric Copeland,
Rosa Yemen,
Subhumans,
Bad Manners,
Amon Düül,
Swell Maps,
Bang On A Can,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Vainqueur,
The Slackers,
Deakin,
Ultra Naté,
June of 44,
The Golliwogs,
Yazoo,
Rekid,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Grauzone,
Masters at Work,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Chris & Cosey,
Harmonia,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Skarface,
Q65,
Reuben Wilson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Dirtbombs,
The Wake,
Technova,
Kayak,
Jesper Dahlback,
Smog,
Boogie Down Productions,
Wally Richardson,
Rotary Connection,
John Lydon,
Banda Bassotti,
The Mojo Men,
Pet Shop Boys,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Curtis Mayfield,
R.M.O.,
The New Christs,
Scan 7,
Arcadia,
Mandrill,
The Divine Comedy,
Black Flag,
Peter and Kerry,
Mark Hollis,
Gerry Rafferty,
Roxy Music,
Lyres,
Sun City Girls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dorothy Ashby,
Harry Pussy,
Crime,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.