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 El Salvador and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the marimba 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 Grey Daturas to the crunk 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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eli Mardock,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Laurel Aitken,
Pierre Henry,
Nation of Ulysses,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ornette Coleman,
Dennis Brown,
This Heat,
Make Up,
Urselle,
EPMD,
Lalann,
The Grass Roots,
the Human League,
Henry Cow,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Darondo,
Flash Fearless,
Marcia Griffiths,
Blancmange,
Ronan,
Bad Manners,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Max Romeo,
One Last Wish,
Thompson Twins,
Easy Going,
Soulsonic Force,
Icehouse,
DNA,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rosa Yemen,
Harpers Bizarre,
Trumans Water,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Buzzcocks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ultimate Spinach,
Unwound,
Motorama,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Move,
Deakin,
Pylon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Eve St. Jones,
The Detroit Cobras,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tres Demented,
Tears for Fears,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Visage,
Heaven 17,
Mo-Dettes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ituana,
Soft Cell,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.