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 Australia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 London and Madrid.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Wake to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
the Human League,
The Index,
Aaron Thompson,
The Smoke,
Roy Ayers,
Carl Craig,
Letta Mbulu,
Sight & Sound,
Quantec,
Robert Wyatt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Names,
Charles Mingus,
The Leaves,
Rites of Spring,
Tres Demented,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Oblivians,
Tom Boy,
Rod Modell,
Section 25,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ken Boothe,
Moebius,
Theoretical Girls,
Minutemen,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The United States of America,
OOIOO,
Harpers Bizarre,
Scientists,
The Dead C,
Electric Prunes,
Symarip,
Colin Newman,
Lower 48,
JFA,
Barrington Levy,
Oneida,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sam Rivers,
Roxy Music,
Traffic Nightmare,
Livin' Joy,
Amon Düül II,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brass Construction,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Andrew Hill,
Black Sheep,
Gang Starr,
Flash Fearless,
Aswad,
LL Cool J,
Thompson Twins,
Nico,
Jesper Dahlback,
Stiv Bators,
Bronski Beat,
Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle.
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.