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 Iceland and from London.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers 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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Hoover,
Cheater Slicks,
Jerry's Kids,
Charles Mingus,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Frankie Knuckles,
Quantec,
Brand Nubian,
ABBA,
Graham Central Station,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fluxion,
Sun Ra,
Curtis Mayfield,
Neil Young,
Jeff Lynne,
Ludus,
Panda Bear,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Stooges,
New York Dolls,
Johnny Clarke,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Colin Newman,
48th St. Collective,
Boogie Down Productions,
Barry Ungar,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Moleskins,
Yusef Lateef,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lightning Bolt,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tomorrow,
Sight & Sound,
Goldenarms,
Sonic Youth,
Grey Daturas,
Slick Rick,
Pole,
Jeff Mills,
Metal Thangz,
Duran Duran,
X-101,
the Sonics,
Youth Brigade,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Cowsills,
Essential Logic,
Brothers Johnson,
EPMD,
Franke,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Warren Ellis,
Jawbox,
The Kinks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lebanon Hanover,
Faraquet,
The Five Americans,
Mandrill,
Simply Red,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.