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 Bulgaria and from Spokane.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Toronto.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 The New Christs to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Alison Limerick,
June Days,
DNA,
Gregory Isaacs,
X-102,
Gang of Four,
Josef K,
Buzzcocks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Moleskins,
Fat Boys,
Bill Wells,
Average White Band,
Charles Mingus,
Motorama,
Scrapy,
ABBA,
Boogie Down Productions,
Todd Terry,
Tom Boy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Buckinghams,
Erykah Badu,
Soft Machine,
Yaz,
China Crisis,
Bobby Womack,
Lebanon Hanover,
Frankie Knuckles,
Steve Hackett,
Easy Going,
Audionom,
Albert Ayler,
The Blackbyrds,
Amon Düül,
Jacob Miller,
The Velvet Underground,
Crime,
Ohio Players,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
EPMD,
Joe Smooth,
Severed Heads,
Eve St. Jones,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Niagra,
Barrington Levy,
Skaos,
The Evens,
Suburban Knight,
Davy DMX,
Kurtis Blow,
Jeff Mills,
Hardrive,
Lungfish,
Alice Coltrane,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Moby Grape,
Sister Nancy,
Sound Behaviour,
Q and Not U,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.