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 Turkmenistan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Jeru the Damaja to the crunk 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 Rufus Thomas. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Rod Modell,
Roy Ayers,
Erasure,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Real Kids,
Robert Wyatt,
Guru Guru,
The Residents,
Delta 5,
Althea and Donna,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hot Snakes,
Ronnie Foster,
PIL,
The American Breed,
Rapeman,
Unwound,
Grauzone,
JFA,
Visage,
Technova,
In Retrospect,
Eli Mardock,
Davy DMX,
X-102,
Godley & Creme,
Cal Tjader,
The Alarm Clocks,
Marc Almond,
Tubeway Army,
Gastr Del Sol,
Negative Approach,
Lower 48,
the Sonics,
Monolake,
The Detroit Cobras,
Audionom,
Camberwell Now,
The Divine Comedy,
Depeche Mode,
Don Cherry,
Black Flag,
Hardrive,
Radiopuhelimet,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
John Coltrane,
a-ha,
Radio Birdman,
Parry Music,
Patti Smith,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Television Personalities,
Dennis Brown,
New Order,
CMW,
The Last Poets,
Brick,
The Victims,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.