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 Burundi and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 oboe 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks 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 an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Radiohead,
Sound Behaviour,
Royal Trux,
the Sonics,
The Fugs,
Vladislav Delay,
KRS-One,
Alison Limerick,
Todd Rundgren,
The Grass Roots,
Circle Jerks,
The Pretty Things,
Big Daddy Kane,
New York Dolls,
Glenn Branca,
Sandy B,
Barry Ungar,
Drexciya,
Mandrill,
Motorama,
Joey Negro,
Scientists,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Letta Mbulu,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Happenings,
Slick Rick,
Pere Ubu,
Sarah Menescal,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Minor Threat,
Interpol,
MDC,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Robert Hood,
the Soft Cell,
Chris & Cosey,
Symarip,
Shoche,
Alphaville,
The Smoke,
Camberwell Now,
Brothers Johnson,
Josef K,
kango's stein massive,
Rod Modell,
The Pop Group,
The Buckinghams,
Country Teasers,
Surgeon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Whodini,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Unrelated Segments,
Suburban Knight,
Peter and Kerry,
Funkadelic,
The Dirtbombs,
Donny Hathaway,
Gang of Four,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.