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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Minor Threat to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band 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?
Dennis Brown,
Negative Approach,
Graham Central Station,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Altered Images,
Bang On A Can,
a-ha,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Unrelated Segments,
Lungfish,
Joe Smooth,
Accadde A,
Yaz,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Avey Tare,
F. McDonald,
Hoover,
Eden Ahbez,
CMW,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Kinks,
Roy Ayers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kayak,
Amon Düül II,
Camouflage,
Matthew Bourne,
Tom Boy,
Cal Tjader,
Reuben Wilson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Idris Muhammad,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
June of 44,
The Selecter,
Girls At Our Best!,
Adolescents,
Soft Machine,
The Doors,
The Raincoats,
Lalann,
Icehouse,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
EPMD,
Arcadia,
Boz Scaggs,
Pylon,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Agitation Free,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Television,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Glenn Branca,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Andrew Hill,
Oblivians,
Rites of Spring,
The Fire Engines,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.