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 Romania and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Agent Orange to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Albert Ayler,
Avey Tare,
Nas,
Fugazi,
Drive Like Jehu,
Moebius,
Von Mondo,
Scratch Acid,
Fatback Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Barracudas,
U.S. Maple,
Grey Daturas,
Funkadelic,
Simply Red,
Donald Byrd,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Toasters,
Yellowson,
Laurel Aitken,
The Searchers,
The Associates,
the Germs,
Yusef Lateef,
F. McDonald,
the Normal,
AZ,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sparks,
Nik Kershaw,
Intrusion,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Althea and Donna,
Groovy Waters,
David Bowie,
June Days,
Ultravox,
Soulsonic Force,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The American Breed,
Boogie Down Productions,
Guru Guru,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
New Order,
Organ,
Ornette Coleman,
Half Japanese,
Alton Ellis,
Yaz,
Monks,
Technova,
Marc Almond,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cal Tjader,
Idris Muhammad,
Isaac Hayes,
Suburban Knight,
Minnie Riperton,
Stetsasonic,
The Velvet Underground,
Joe Finger,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.