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 Jamaica and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Freddie Wadling to the funk 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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
One Last Wish,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Robert Hood,
Marcia Griffiths,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eric Dolphy,
Boredoms,
Delta 5,
Deadbeat,
Hashim,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bootsy Collins,
the Slits,
Carl Craig,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rotary Connection,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Schoolly D,
Easy Going,
DJ Sneak,
Grauzone,
Soft Cell,
Inner City,
Isaac Hayes,
The Fugs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Wire,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Animal Collective,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Country Teasers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Toasters,
Minnie Riperton,
Lou Reed,
Graham Central Station,
Jandek,
Sonic Youth,
Kool Moe Dee,
Laurel Aitken,
Al Stewart,
Stereo Dub,
Davy DMX,
Barry Ungar,
Juan Atkins,
Joey Negro,
Dead Boys,
Wolf Eyes,
the Sonics,
Wasted Youth,
The Count Five,
World's Most,
Hoover,
Jacob Miller,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Aloha Tigers,
The American Breed,
Bobby Sherman,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.