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 Dominica and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Groovy Waters to the punk 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes 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 a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
Hasil Adkins,
Gang Starr,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Cheater Slicks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Vogues,
the Normal,
Gregory Isaacs,
Desert Stars,
Theoretical Girls,
Qualms,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gang Green,
Sister Nancy,
Matthew Halsall,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
David Bowie,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Real Kids,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Q and Not U,
MC5,
Technova,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bang On A Can,
Alton Ellis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Section 25,
Tres Demented,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Golliwogs,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bobby Womack,
the Bar-Kays,
Boredoms,
Cluster,
Fluxion,
Nirvana,
Lyres,
Chris & Cosey,
Siglo XX,
The Star Department,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Altered Images,
Depeche Mode,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Moody Blues,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Public Enemy,
Dark Day,
Jacob Miller,
The Grass Roots,
Sun City Girls,
Pantaleimon,
The Knickerbockers,
Gang of Four,
Erykah Badu,
Scion,
Magazine,
Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike.
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.