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 Palau and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro 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 The Gories to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Buzzcocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
FM Einheit,
Los Fastidios,
The Barracudas,
Hardrive,
The Beau Brummels,
OOIOO,
Ornette Coleman,
Qualms,
Half Japanese,
Von Mondo,
Y Pants,
Cecil Taylor,
Porter Ricks,
Todd Rundgren,
Aaron Thompson,
The Slits,
The Sound,
Outsiders,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lou Christie,
Eurythmics,
the Fania All-Stars,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Zapp,
Gil Scott Heron,
Suicide,
Jandek,
Gastr Del Sol,
Blossom Toes,
Danielle Patucci,
Bobby Womack,
Banda Bassotti,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Boz Scaggs,
In Retrospect,
Eden Ahbez,
Groovy Waters,
Organ,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
D'Angelo,
Hoover,
Robert Görl,
Sun Ra,
Maleditus Sound,
Kevin Saunderson,
Donald Byrd,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Sonics,
Joey Negro,
Cal Tjader,
Camberwell Now,
U.S. Maple,
The Moody Blues,
Quadrant,
Swans,
Royal Trux,
The Music Machine,
Rapeman,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.