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 Portugal and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the marimba 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 Rekid to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
Half Japanese,
Mo-Dettes,
Letta Mbulu,
John Foxx,
Fat Boys,
Joensuu 1685,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
David Bowie,
Los Fastidios,
Thompson Twins,
Dawn Penn,
Boogie Down Productions,
Youth Brigade,
Sixth Finger,
Carl Craig,
Chris & Cosey,
Clear Light,
Skarface,
The Divine Comedy,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Fortunes,
James White and The Blacks,
Reagan Youth,
Black Sheep,
New Order,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kenny Larkin,
The Cowsills,
Lalann,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ituana,
Lalo Schifrin,
Don Cherry,
Television Personalities,
Dennis Brown,
Colin Newman,
FM Einheit,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rufus Thomas,
Scientists,
Janne Schatter,
Gichy Dan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Alphaville,
Fad Gadget,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Roxette,
Minny Pops,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kayak,
Grandmaster Flash,
Swans,
Judy Mowatt,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Icehouse,
Basic Channel,
The Flesh Eaters,
Unwound,
David Axelrod,
48th St. Collective,
Darondo,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.