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 Belgium and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Colin Newman to the rock 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 Barrington Levy. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Bootsy Collins,
LL Cool J,
The Fuzztones,
Charles Mingus,
Avey Tare,
Masters at Work,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Hoover,
DNA,
Nick Fraelich,
Juan Atkins,
Neil Young,
Royal Trux,
Lyres,
Rekid,
Peter and Kerry,
Maurizio,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Chris Corsano,
Shuggie Otis,
The Zeros,
Eve St. Jones,
Circle Jerks,
Magma,
Funky Four + One,
Joe Finger,
Metal Thangz,
CMW,
Wire,
Sex Pistols,
The Litter,
Hardrive,
Jerry's Kids,
Graham Central Station,
Lucky Dragons,
Wally Richardson,
Derrick Morgan,
The Red Krayola,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Dark Day,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Divine Comedy,
The J.B.'s,
Neu!,
Marvin Gaye,
the Swans,
The Cowsills,
Lakeside,
Janne Schatter,
Blake Baxter,
Marine Girls,
Pierre Henry,
Television,
Whodini,
The Barracudas,
Soul II Soul,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Music Machine,
the Sonics,
Monks, Monks, Monks, Monks.
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.