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 Macedonia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Ituana to the techno 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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Leonard Cohen,
Lyres,
Deakin,
Derrick May,
Todd Terry,
Audionom,
Rod Modell,
The Offenders,
The Invisible,
Kayak,
Pussy Galore,
Joyce Sims,
June Days,
Donald Byrd,
Arab on Radar,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gong,
Cymande,
Grandmaster Flash,
David Bowie,
CMW,
Quando Quango,
Aloha Tigers,
Thompson Twins,
Andrew Hill,
Grauzone,
Rites of Spring,
The Dave Clark Five,
Connie Case,
The United States of America,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Big Daddy Kane,
Stetsasonic,
Sällskapet,
Shuggie Otis,
The Index,
Mission of Burma,
Banda Bassotti,
La Düsseldorf,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sam Rivers,
Inner City,
John Holt,
Trumans Water,
This Heat,
Accadde A,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Electric Prunes,
The Angels of Light,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Neon Judgement,
The Barracudas,
cv313,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Symarip,
Bang On A Can,
Circle Jerks,
Subhumans,
Pere Ubu,
Whodini,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.