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 Argentina and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pagans to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Germs. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Raincoats,
Procol Harum,
David McCallum,
The Evens,
Dennis Brown,
Michelle Simonal,
These Immortal Souls,
The New Christs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Funky Four + One,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ludus,
DJ Sneak,
Crash Course in Science,
Kerri Chandler,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nirvana,
Theoretical Girls,
The Happenings,
X-Ray Spex,
Sugar Minott,
Nas,
Lakeside,
D'Angelo,
8 Eyed Spy,
John Coltrane,
A Certain Ratio,
The Shadows of Knight,
PIL,
Slave,
Howard Jones,
Soft Cell,
Gang of Four,
The Electric Prunes,
Kenny Larkin,
Eden Ahbez,
Kayak,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Soul Sonic Force,
Crooked Eye,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Vladislav Delay,
Cameo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rosa Yemen,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Curtis Mayfield,
Section 25,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Red Krayola,
Stereo Dub,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Malaria!,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Association,
Donny Hathaway,
Schoolly D,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Royal Trux,
The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks.
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.