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 Belize and from Columbus.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare 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 Monks to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bobby Byrd,
Grey Daturas,
Pet Shop Boys,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sound Behaviour,
Max Romeo,
Moby Grape,
China Crisis,
The Slackers,
Tubeway Army,
the Soft Cell,
Lower 48,
The Names,
The Sonics,
Fluxion,
Brass Construction,
Ornette Coleman,
Brick,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Judy Mowatt,
T.S.O.L.,
Suicide,
Youth Brigade,
Procol Harum,
The Happenings,
John Lydon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Shuggie Otis,
The Walker Brothers,
Nick Fraelich,
Gastr Del Sol,
Joensuu 1685,
The Gladiators,
Isaac Hayes,
Sex Pistols,
Crime,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Country Teasers,
Aswad,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Shoche,
The Cosmic Jokers,
World's Most,
Supertramp,
Bill Near,
MC5,
Essential Logic,
Cameo,
Sarah Menescal,
Stereo Dub,
Gang Green,
The Index,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Alison Limerick,
The Last Poets,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nation of Ulysses,
Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade.
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.