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 Angola and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lille.
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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Alton Ellis to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Eve St. Jones,
Anthony Braxton,
The Red Krayola,
Eric Dolphy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Zero Boys,
the Association,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Sonics,
Bluetip,
Darondo,
The Move,
John Coltrane,
Unrelated Segments,
Brass Construction,
Jawbox,
Guru Guru,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pere Ubu,
Fluxion,
Motorama,
Youth Brigade,
The Electric Prunes,
Sonic Youth,
MDC,
CMW,
Andrew Hill,
Pulsallama,
The Music Machine,
Technova,
Whodini,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Desert Stars,
Moebius,
Maurizio,
Wings,
Glenn Branca,
Bush Tetras,
Livin' Joy,
Oneida,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bootsy Collins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Royal Trux,
Mandrill,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lee Hazlewood,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Susan Cadogan,
Charles Mingus,
Cheater Slicks,
Make Up,
Saccharine Trust,
The Birthday Party,
The Gap Band,
Marmalade,
Dark Day,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.