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 Eritrea and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Swans to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Dark Day,
Suburban Knight,
The Dead C,
Bill Near,
Dorothy Ashby,
Half Japanese,
B.T. Express,
Model 500,
Sarah Menescal,
A Flock of Seagulls,
R.M.O.,
Stereo Dub,
The Fugs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tim Buckley,
Country Teasers,
The Birthday Party,
Harpers Bizarre,
Curtis Mayfield,
Charles Mingus,
Rekid,
OOIOO,
Crooked Eye,
Pussy Galore,
Josef K,
Rufus Thomas,
Television,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wasted Youth,
Q and Not U,
Dead Boys,
Silicon Teens,
Sister Nancy,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Association,
Ice-T,
Icehouse,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Isaac Hayes,
Anakelly,
Scratch Acid,
Radiohead,
Cybotron,
MC5,
Panda Bear,
Minutemen,
Rakim,
Bizarre Inc.,
Grey Daturas,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bobby Byrd,
Wings,
Unwound,
The Angels of Light,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rapeman,
the Human League,
Warren Ellis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Tom Boy,
New York Dolls,
Lucky Dragons,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.