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 Malaysia and from Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Jimmy McGriff to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
The Barracudas,
Dawn Penn,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fear,
CMW,
Gerry Rafferty,
Tom Boy,
Moby Grape,
Jacob Miller,
The Fortunes,
The Slackers,
Donald Byrd,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Surgeon,
The Skatalites,
The Blackbyrds,
JFA,
Anthony Braxton,
Roy Ayers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Tremeloes,
The Invisible,
Rites of Spring,
Vladislav Delay,
Laurel Aitken,
Soft Cell,
Basic Channel,
Derrick Morgan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pole,
Desert Stars,
Youth Brigade,
Cybotron,
Godley & Creme,
Dave Gahan,
Accadde A,
Main Source,
Nils Olav,
Joyce Sims,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Fuzztones,
The Misunderstood,
K-Klass,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Funky Four + One,
Bill Near,
John Cale,
Shuggie Otis,
Outsiders,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Stooges,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Knickerbockers,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Mojo Men,
Severed Heads,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.