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 Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 spring reverb 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
The Cure,
Mars,
Delon & Dalcan,
Simply Red,
Man Eating Sloth,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Terrestrial Tones,
Reuben Wilson,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Blackbyrds,
Flipper,
ABC,
Shuggie Otis,
JFA,
Danielle Patucci,
The Sound,
Kurtis Blow,
Godley & Creme,
The Names,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Junior Murvin,
Y Pants,
the Association,
Hardrive,
Bootsy Collins,
Al Stewart,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Angels of Light,
the Bar-Kays,
Black Moon,
Slave,
Man Parrish,
Girls At Our Best!,
Stetsasonic,
Minnie Riperton,
The Gladiators,
Sugar Minott,
Sandy B,
Bauhaus,
Charles Mingus,
Agitation Free,
Anthony Braxton,
Fear,
Skarface,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nick Fraelich,
David Bowie,
Piero Umiliani,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Crooked Eye,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tim Buckley,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dennis Brown,
Jandek,
Funkadelic,
Marmalade,
Nils Olav,
Ice-T,
Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.
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.