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 Tanzania and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Sun City Girls to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
Jandek,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Michelle Simonal,
Absolute Body Control,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Sonics,
Hashim,
Sister Nancy,
Iggy Pop,
Interpol,
Kaleidoscope,
Eyeless In Gaza,
AZ,
Rod Modell,
10cc,
Skaos,
Oneida,
Sun Ra,
Unrelated Segments,
Al Stewart,
Ultra Naté,
The Saints,
Spoonie Gee,
Scott Walker,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Arcadia,
Hasil Adkins,
Agent Orange,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Juan Atkins,
Schoolly D,
James White and The Blacks,
Terry Callier,
Stockholm Monsters,
JFA,
a-ha,
Blancmange,
Bluetip,
Althea and Donna,
Fat Boys,
Frankie Knuckles,
Q and Not U,
Half Japanese,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Real Kids,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Robert Görl,
Thee Headcoats,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rakim,
Jawbox,
The New Christs,
Hardrive,
The Last Poets,
The Vogues,
Tears for Fears,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eric Dolphy,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.