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 Switzerland and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manila.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 KRS-One to the jazz 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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans 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 theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
It's A Beautiful Day,
World's Most,
Pole,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Anthony Braxton,
Scott Walker,
Ohio Players,
Tres Demented,
The Misunderstood,
The Invisible,
Grey Daturas,
Sparks,
The Black Dice,
Wire,
In Retrospect,
Stetsasonic,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Reagan Youth,
Eric Copeland,
a-ha,
The Smoke,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Erykah Badu,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bootsy Collins,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Angels of Light,
Visage,
Soul II Soul,
Circle Jerks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Chris & Cosey,
Mad Mike,
Lou Reed,
Tomorrow,
Rapeman,
Iggy Pop,
The New Christs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eurythmics,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Tears for Fears,
Ralphi Rosario,
R.M.O.,
Ice-T,
Cluster,
Scientists,
Das Ding,
Arthur Verocai,
Jerry's Kids,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Shoche,
Eli Mardock,
Camouflage,
MDC,
Electric Prunes,
The Fuzztones,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.