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 Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Taipei.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bauhaus to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
The Zeros,
Audionom,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Derrick Morgan,
CMW,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
EPMD,
The Martian,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Erykah Badu,
Avey Tare,
Rhythm & Sound,
Easy Going,
Kurtis Blow,
E-Dancer,
Anakelly,
Eric Dolphy,
U.S. Maple,
The J.B.'s,
James White and The Blacks,
Echospace,
Bobby Byrd,
Bobby Womack,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Moody Blues,
Deakin,
Nick Fraelich,
Cecil Taylor,
Zero Boys,
Warsaw,
Section 25,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dual Sessions,
Bob Dylan,
Hasil Adkins,
Black Sheep,
Icehouse,
Chris & Cosey,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Siglo XX,
Tubeway Army,
Qualms,
Agitation Free,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lucky Dragons,
Althea and Donna,
Ronan,
Tim Buckley,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sister Nancy,
Zapp,
Jandek,
LL Cool J,
Kerri Chandler,
Vladislav Delay,
Black Pus,
The Trojans,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.