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 Korea North and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Agent Orange to the grime 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Con Funk Shun,
Lightning Bolt,
John Foxx,
Marvin Gaye,
X-101,
Goldenarms,
The Toasters,
Michelle Simonal,
The Alarm Clocks,
Wolf Eyes,
Althea and Donna,
Avey Tare,
Fugazi,
June Days,
Youth Brigade,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Monks,
Slick Rick,
Warsaw,
Pet Shop Boys,
Marshall Jefferson,
Shuggie Otis,
Bluetip,
The Stooges,
Pantaleimon,
Archie Shepp,
June of 44,
Lee Hazlewood,
Easy Going,
The J.B.'s,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Dead C,
Nick Fraelich,
Ituana,
the Swans,
Nico,
Sixth Finger,
Anthony Braxton,
Susan Cadogan,
The Real Kids,
Bang On A Can,
Hasil Adkins,
Roxy Music,
Oblivians,
U.S. Maple,
Derrick Morgan,
Accadde A,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lalo Schifrin,
Peter and Kerry,
Warren Ellis,
John Coltrane,
The American Breed,
The Names,
Sonic Youth,
UT,
Icehouse,
Boredoms,
Max Romeo,
Ronnie Foster,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.