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 Guyana 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Nation of Ulysses to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
Jeru the Damaja,
Peter & Gordon,
Neu!,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Marine Girls,
Fatback Band,
Supertramp,
Toni Rubio,
Lou Reed,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Slits,
Mantronix,
Black Flag,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Divine Comedy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sonic Youth,
New York Dolls,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
DNA,
John Coltrane,
Television,
Pussy Galore,
Stockholm Monsters,
Hashim,
Ralphi Rosario,
Drive Like Jehu,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Arcadia,
Saccharine Trust,
Swell Maps,
Scratch Acid,
Public Enemy,
Stereo Dub,
Amon Düül II,
Kevin Saunderson,
CMW,
Amazonics,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bootsy Collins,
Yusef Lateef,
Grauzone,
Reagan Youth,
FM Einheit,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Mummies,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Harry Pussy,
The Tremeloes,
Jerry's Kids,
Massinfluence,
Wasted Youth,
Ten City,
Lalann,
JFA,
Wings,
Ossler,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.