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 Tunisia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Salvador and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Deepchord 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Camouflage,
Khruangbin,
The Seeds,
Whodini,
Pere Ubu,
Desert Stars,
The Fire Engines,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Thompson Twins,
The Gladiators,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Amon Düül II,
DNA,
The Neon Judgement,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Barry Ungar,
The Angels of Light,
Eric B and Rakim,
Skarface,
The Pretty Things,
Derrick Morgan,
Half Japanese,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Liliput,
Janne Schatter,
Matthew Halsall,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lungfish,
Moebius,
Delon & Dalcan,
Piero Umiliani,
Arthur Verocai,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Swell Maps,
One Last Wish,
Jawbox,
John Holt,
UT,
Boredoms,
Laurel Aitken,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pussy Galore,
Morten Harket,
Theoretical Girls,
Don Cherry,
In Retrospect,
Electric Prunes,
Iggy Pop,
Von Mondo,
Leonard Cohen,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rotary Connection,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sexual Harrassment,
Aloha Tigers,
Soft Machine,
Audionom,
E-Dancer,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.