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 Haiti and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Mummies to the disco 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 The Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Cheater Slicks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
This Heat,
Warsaw,
Visage,
Glenn Branca,
Peter & Gordon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Scratch Acid,
Scion,
Half Japanese,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dennis Brown,
Joensuu 1685,
Cymande,
Black Pus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bang On A Can,
The Velvet Underground,
Charles Mingus,
Connie Case,
Bill Wells,
Eve St. Jones,
Donald Byrd,
E-Dancer,
Swans,
Severed Heads,
the Human League,
Vainqueur,
Althea and Donna,
Susan Cadogan,
John Cale,
Joey Negro,
Gong,
Siglo XX,
Bobby Byrd,
Joy Division,
H. Thieme,
Fela Kuti,
James Chance & The Contortions,
UT,
A Certain Ratio,
Eric Dolphy,
Joe Smooth,
Derrick May,
Erasure,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ossler,
Cal Tjader,
Boredoms,
Alison Limerick,
Lakeside,
Dark Day,
The Cure,
Kenny Larkin,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.