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 Montenegro and from Seoul.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lagos.
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 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 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 Sound Behaviour to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Tubeway Army,
Jerry's Kids,
Adolescents,
The Blues Magoos,
Lou Reed,
cv313,
Sun Ra,
Soul Sonic Force,
D'Angelo,
Johnny Osbourne,
Buzzcocks,
Average White Band,
Mission of Burma,
Excepter,
Rhythm & Sound,
Babytalk,
Eden Ahbez,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
China Crisis,
Reagan Youth,
The Names,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Parry Music,
Skaos,
kango's stein massive,
Ponytail,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Litter,
Pagans,
Hoover,
Hot Snakes,
The Blackbyrds,
Thompson Twins,
The Detroit Cobras,
Freddie Wadling,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marvin Gaye,
The Offenders,
Gang of Four,
Roy Ayers,
Scratch Acid,
Nils Olav,
Todd Terry,
Aural Exciters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bizarre Inc.,
Todd Rundgren,
Rufus Thomas,
The J.B.'s,
The Durutti Column,
The Monochrome Set,
Arthur Verocai,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gabor Szabo,
Sugar Minott,
Electric Prunes,
The Misunderstood,
Alison Limerick,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.