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 Tunisia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 ABC to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tomorrow,
The Slackers,
Yazoo,
Magazine,
Gichy Dan,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bob Dylan,
Donald Byrd,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jacob Miller,
MC5,
Pantytec,
Aloha Tigers,
The Victims,
Pulsallama,
Marshall Jefferson,
Hoover,
Organ,
Soft Machine,
Wire,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Swans,
Sugar Minott,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lalo Schifrin,
AZ,
The Searchers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Deepchord,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Associates,
Maleditus Sound,
Cybotron,
Popol Vuh,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Evens,
Althea and Donna,
Royal Trux,
The Residents,
The Five Americans,
The Last Poets,
The Zeros,
Arthur Verocai,
Sandy B,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
the Fania All-Stars,
Quando Quango,
Minutemen,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Anakelly,
Erasure,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lucky Dragons,
Jeff Lynne,
Alton Ellis,
Bang On A Can,
Erykah Badu,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Peter & Gordon,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.