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 Eritrea and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Lou Reed 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 Gang Green to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Harmonia,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Technova,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kurtis Blow,
Radiohead,
John Lydon,
Sonic Youth,
Y Pants,
The Standells,
The Gap Band,
Zapp,
Andrew Hill,
The Human League,
The Cramps,
The Slits,
Curtis Mayfield,
Soft Machine,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Chris & Cosey,
The Stooges,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bootsy Collins,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Interpol,
Bill Near,
Kevin Saunderson,
Junior Murvin,
The Selecter,
Inner City,
A Certain Ratio,
Al Stewart,
Big Daddy Kane,
Yellowson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Malaria!,
Dave Gahan,
Reuben Wilson,
The Toasters,
Black Sheep,
T.S.O.L.,
X-101,
Cymande,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Smoke,
Ituana,
Mo-Dettes,
Masters at Work,
Cecil Taylor,
Slick Rick,
Archie Shepp,
Sun City Girls,
Khruangbin,
Arcadia,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.