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 Chile and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
H. Thieme,
Albert Ayler,
Bobby Hutcherson,
U.S. Maple,
Trumans Water,
Zapp,
Pulsallama,
Minutemen,
Goldenarms,
the Bar-Kays,
The Dirtbombs,
Erykah Badu,
The New Christs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Fall,
Unrelated Segments,
Reuben Wilson,
The Happenings,
Barclay James Harvest,
Morten Harket,
Curtis Mayfield,
Supertramp,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
the Association,
Marvin Gaye,
cv313,
Rotary Connection,
Audionom,
Little Man,
Robert Görl,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Heaven 17,
Animal Collective,
Rites of Spring,
Rod Modell,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Niagra,
Susan Cadogan,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jacques Brel,
Crash Course in Science,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Archie Shepp,
Parry Music,
Black Bananas,
The Mojo Men,
Blancmange,
Ornette Coleman,
Kurtis Blow,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Angels of Light,
The Residents,
Lalann,
Girls At Our Best!,
Franke,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ituana,
Kool Moe Dee,
Donny Hathaway,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.