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 Oman and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Lebanon Hanover to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Make Up record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sarah Menescal,
Connie Case,
Althea and Donna,
The Tremeloes,
Godley & Creme,
Arcadia,
Hardrive,
Gregory Isaacs,
Visage,
Sight & Sound,
Mantronix,
Agent Orange,
Ten City,
Black Flag,
Gang Starr,
Bootsy Collins,
Swell Maps,
Ralphi Rosario,
Brothers Johnson,
Eden Ahbez,
Kaleidoscope,
Stiv Bators,
Little Man,
Qualms,
H. Thieme,
Vainqueur,
The Toasters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jandek,
Television Personalities,
Mo-Dettes,
The Divine Comedy,
Eli Mardock,
E-Dancer,
K-Klass,
The Alarm Clocks,
Theoretical Girls,
Dawn Penn,
Spandau Ballet,
Tommy Roe,
Donny Hathaway,
Barry Ungar,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Carl Craig,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Robert Wyatt,
Black Sheep,
Davy DMX,
Nick Fraelich,
CMW,
Kevin Saunderson,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bill Wells,
Darondo,
Chrome,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eric Copeland,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.