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 Brunei and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 FM Einheit to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Kinks. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Malaria!,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
L. Decosne,
Rapeman,
Tommy Roe,
Anthony Braxton,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Blues Magoos,
Supertramp,
Lyres,
The Motions,
Pantaleimon,
Fugazi,
Donald Byrd,
Q and Not U,
Soulsonic Force,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Parry Music,
Intrusion,
Man Eating Sloth,
Television Personalities,
LL Cool J,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Procol Harum,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Davy DMX,
Agent Orange,
Ronan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Derrick Morgan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Moebius,
Ponytail,
Roger Hodgson,
Japan,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Modern Lovers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Smoke,
Jesper Dahlback,
Heaven 17,
Wire,
Tubeway Army,
48th St. Collective,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
CMW,
Bang On A Can,
Half Japanese,
The Slits,
The Wake,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ronnie Foster,
The Young Rascals,
Deepchord,
Pulsallama,
Bobby Womack,
Ossler,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.