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 Seychelles and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Reagan Youth to the disco 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Index,
Franke,
Khruangbin,
The Smiths,
The Motions,
Jacob Miller,
Thee Headcoats,
Terry Callier,
Wasted Youth,
Scott Walker,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Black Pus,
David McCallum,
Sonic Youth,
Boredoms,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Doors,
Toni Rubio,
Stetsasonic,
Flipper,
Crash Course in Science,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Icehouse,
The Black Dice,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Moleskins,
Panda Bear,
Q and Not U,
The Shadows of Knight,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Young Rascals,
The Slackers,
Magma,
Los Fastidios,
Clear Light,
Lyres,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fatback Band,
Metal Thangz,
Agitation Free,
Todd Rundgren,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Matthew Bourne,
Johnny Osbourne,
Tim Buckley,
Yazoo,
Scion,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Television,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Doobie Brothers,
Agent Orange,
Archie Shepp,
Adolescents,
Chris Corsano,
Bluetip,
Warsaw,
KRS-One,
Liliput,
Hot Snakes,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.