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 Mali and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Vainqueur to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blackbyrds,
The Doobie Brothers,
Can,
MC5,
Niagra,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Moleskins,
Maleditus Sound,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dual Sessions,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Neon Judgement,
The Gap Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Amazonics,
Sandy B,
DJ Sneak,
Roxette,
Schoolly D,
Tom Boy,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
MDC,
Ronnie Foster,
Mr. Review,
New Age Steppers,
Slave,
Arcadia,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Motions,
Derrick Morgan,
Scott Walker,
Ultra Naté,
Nico,
The Mojo Men,
Malaria!,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pierre Henry,
Simply Red,
kango's stein massive,
The Gories,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Accadde A,
Banda Bassotti,
Lucky Dragons,
a-ha,
Siglo XX,
Alphaville,
Essential Logic,
Alice Coltrane,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kevin Saunderson,
In Retrospect,
Sonic Youth,
Lou Reed,
The Walker Brothers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Raincoats,
The Wake,
Black Flag,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.