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 San Marino and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tehran.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Sun City Girls to the techno 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers Ubiquity tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
T.S.O.L.,
The Mummies,
Radiopuhelimet,
Maleditus Sound,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Dave Clark Five,
Young Marble Giants,
Kenny Larkin,
Ice-T,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Slits,
June of 44,
Country Teasers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nico,
Pulsallama,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Crispian St. Peters,
Peter and Kerry,
Neil Young,
X-102,
kango's stein massive,
Scan 7,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ohio Players,
Youth Brigade,
The Slits,
Derrick Morgan,
The Grass Roots,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pierre Henry,
Sällskapet,
The Tremeloes,
Soulsonic Force,
Magazine,
Eric Copeland,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Arcadia,
Curtis Mayfield,
Animal Collective,
Roxy Music,
The Searchers,
The Moody Blues,
Eurythmics,
Bootsy Collins,
Joyce Sims,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fatback Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Kinks,
Funkadelic,
Jawbox,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Sonics,
Aaron Thompson,
The Martian,
Crooked Eye,
Cal Tjader,
Livin' Joy,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.