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 Cuba and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 X-101 to the dance 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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monks,
a-ha,
Tim Buckley,
Derrick Morgan,
Isaac Hayes,
Sun City Girls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Matthew Halsall,
Fatback Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
The New Christs,
Ten City,
Ponytail,
Schoolly D,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Amon Düül,
Arcadia,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rekid,
Arab on Radar,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sugar Minott,
Robert Hood,
Organ,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lalann,
Althea and Donna,
Skriet,
Infiniti,
JFA,
Archie Shepp,
Altered Images,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Symarip,
Joy Division,
Faraquet,
H. Thieme,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Glenn Branca,
Lebanon Hanover,
Don Cherry,
the Sonics,
Crash Course in Science,
Brothers Johnson,
The J.B.'s,
Pierre Henry,
Swell Maps,
Animal Collective,
Cluster,
Sound Behaviour,
The Doors,
MDC,
Gang of Four,
Neil Young,
Lungfish,
Popol Vuh,
The Mojo Men,
Anakelly,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.