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 Lithuania and from Manila.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ornette Coleman to the funk 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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lindisfarne,
Barry Ungar,
Leonard Cohen,
Radiohead,
Popol Vuh,
Television Personalities,
Glambeats Corp.,
Harry Pussy,
Nirvana,
The Knickerbockers,
Underground Resistance,
T. Rex,
Piero Umiliani,
Stereo Dub,
The Flesh Eaters,
Graham Central Station,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Gap Band,
Bootsy Collins,
Ronnie Foster,
Avey Tare,
Youth Brigade,
The Cure,
Depeche Mode,
Hot Snakes,
Maurizio,
These Immortal Souls,
The Stooges,
Todd Terry,
Average White Band,
Archie Shepp,
Gang Starr,
Reuben Wilson,
Fela Kuti,
a-ha,
Siglo XX,
the Bar-Kays,
Rekid,
Public Enemy,
Smog,
X-Ray Spex,
Dark Day,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Urselle,
Lungfish,
Aswad,
Bill Near,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Invisible,
The Alarm Clocks,
Donny Hathaway,
Eric B and Rakim,
EPMD,
The Dead C,
Steve Hackett,
The Electric Prunes,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Make Up,
Danielle Patucci,
Johnny Clarke,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.