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 Morocco and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Aswad to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Circle Jerks,
Flipper,
The Moleskins,
The Doors,
Warren Ellis,
Model 500,
Saccharine Trust,
Lightning Bolt,
X-102,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Beau Brummels,
Gong,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Golliwogs,
The Skatalites,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Vainqueur,
Maurizio,
The Pop Group,
Archie Shepp,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gang Green,
Jacques Brel,
Smog,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Moody Blues,
Deakin,
Radiohead,
Henry Cow,
Groovy Waters,
Eric Copeland,
Amon Düül,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Tomorrow,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Wire,
The New Christs,
cv313,
Sam Rivers,
The Birthday Party,
Ronnie Foster,
The American Breed,
Ituana,
Sister Nancy,
The J.B.'s,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tubeway Army,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Standells,
In Retrospect,
Public Enemy,
Section 25,
Minny Pops,
The Cramps,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Excepter,
Junior Murvin,
H. Thieme,
It's A Beautiful Day,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.