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 Denmark and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Grandmaster Flash to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Dennis Brown,
Urselle,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Music Machine,
Arthur Verocai,
Parry Music,
Wasted Youth,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Quadrant,
The Evens,
The Techniques,
The Blackbyrds,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Talk Talk,
the Human League,
ABC,
Gichy Dan,
Ponytail,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Human League,
Tom Boy,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ornette Coleman,
Yazoo,
Camouflage,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Scan 7,
Yusef Lateef,
Depeche Mode,
Pet Shop Boys,
Joensuu 1685,
David Axelrod,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Mojo Men,
Boredoms,
Fluxion,
Lee Hazlewood,
Public Enemy,
DNA,
Lightning Bolt,
Pussy Galore,
JFA,
Albert Ayler,
Gabor Szabo,
Lakeside,
Skriet,
Cecil Taylor,
Bang On A Can,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Amon Düül II,
The Cure,
Ituana,
Iggy Pop,
Lyres,
Echospace,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Whodini,
Jawbox,
Kayak,
Toni Rubio,
Cameo, Cameo, Cameo, Cameo.
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.