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 Uzbekistan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 oboe 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 The Invisible to the rock 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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
Peter & Gordon,
Babytalk,
Amon Düül II,
Spandau Ballet,
The Doobie Brothers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Siglo XX,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Faust,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Kinks,
Harry Pussy,
Loose Ends,
Camberwell Now,
Barrington Levy,
The Five Americans,
Model 500,
Schoolly D,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Mo-Dettes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Con Funk Shun,
Bronski Beat,
Simply Red,
Quadrant,
Kenny Larkin,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ultra Naté,
X-Ray Spex,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Joe Smooth,
Chrome,
Junior Murvin,
Lucky Dragons,
The Evens,
Deakin,
David Axelrod,
Pagans,
Half Japanese,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Derrick Morgan,
Jeff Mills,
Mark Hollis,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Stiv Bators,
The Wake,
Vainqueur,
Archie Shepp,
Magma,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Alton Ellis,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Johnny Clarke,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Flamin' Groovies,
Marc Almond,
Peter and Kerry,
The Blues Magoos,
EPMD,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.