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 Estonia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare 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 Qualms to the jazz 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 The J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Cecil Taylor,
Television,
Lakeside,
Robert Görl,
JFA,
Bluetip,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Iggy Pop,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fall,
Sun City Girls,
June of 44,
Cluster,
Stiv Bators,
Eric Copeland,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Selecter,
Chrome,
cv313,
A Flock of Seagulls,
kango's stein massive,
The Electric Prunes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Quantec,
Funky Four + One,
Crispy Ambulance,
Yusef Lateef,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Trumans Water,
Rotary Connection,
The Dirtbombs,
Make Up,
the Bar-Kays,
Bootsy Collins,
Mandrill,
Hasil Adkins,
Dawn Penn,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Heaven 17,
Soulsonic Force,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Thompson Twins,
Newcleus,
Ralphi Rosario,
John Foxx,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Eurythmics,
The Red Krayola,
Slick Rick,
John Cale,
The Human League,
The Detroit Cobras,
Shoche,
John Holt,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Alarm Clocks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nas,
Fad Gadget,
New Age Steppers,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.