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 Malta and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Portland and Tehran.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Pretty Things to the grunge 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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Chrome,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Symarip,
Todd Rundgren,
Skriet,
Dawn Penn,
ABBA,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Piero Umiliani,
Y Pants,
Amon Düül II,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Model 500,
Yazoo,
Eli Mardock,
Funky Four + One,
Man Parrish,
Eric B and Rakim,
Index,
Sun City Girls,
Pylon,
Q65,
Quantec,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tom Boy,
Pierre Henry,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Motions,
Bobby Sherman,
Minutemen,
Camouflage,
Pole,
Animal Collective,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Searchers,
Babytalk,
Reagan Youth,
Isaac Hayes,
Robert Hood,
Charles Mingus,
Interpol,
Motorama,
The Victims,
Whodini,
CMW,
Gong,
DNA,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Graham Central Station,
Silicon Teens,
Newcleus,
Mary Jane Girls,
Marc Almond,
Connie Case,
Quando Quango,
the Association,
Ice-T,
Das Ding,
John Holt,
Loose Ends,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.