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 India and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Avey Tare to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Ultravox,
Little Man,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mo-Dettes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Juan Atkins,
Ituana,
Icehouse,
Crooked Eye,
Rod Modell,
Ossler,
Suburban Knight,
Henry Cow,
Warsaw,
New Age Steppers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Alison Limerick,
Rites of Spring,
Gang Gang Dance,
UT,
The Pretty Things,
Godley & Creme,
Harpers Bizarre,
X-Ray Spex,
Pantaleimon,
Mary Jane Girls,
Aloha Tigers,
Gerry Rafferty,
Simply Red,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Swell Maps,
Gastr Del Sol,
EPMD,
LL Cool J,
The Stooges,
The Standells,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Zapp,
Flipper,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gregory Isaacs,
Television,
D'Angelo,
Liliput,
Eric Dolphy,
Ronan,
Sarah Menescal,
Carl Craig,
ABBA,
The Wake,
Mission of Burma,
Skaos,
Subhumans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pussy Galore,
Junior Murvin,
The Motions,
Barrington Levy,
Section 25,
Sun Ra,
The Smiths,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.