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 Uganda and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 EPMD to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Happenings,
Fatback Band,
Groovy Waters,
Animal Collective,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Busters,
The Dave Clark Five,
Interpol,
Maleditus Sound,
The Fuzztones,
The Count Five,
Can,
Pharoah Sanders,
Blancmange,
World's Most,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Derrick Morgan,
The Birthday Party,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Donald Byrd,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Traffic Nightmare,
Curtis Mayfield,
Marvin Gaye,
Suburban Knight,
Zero Boys,
Jerry's Kids,
Model 500,
Crooked Eye,
Ultra Naté,
Glenn Branca,
The Fall,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Black Bananas,
Pole,
Pantaleimon,
The New Christs,
The Leaves,
Los Fastidios,
Alton Ellis,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rapeman,
Fad Gadget,
Warsaw,
Gang of Four,
The Smiths,
Theoretical Girls,
Jacques Brel,
Kayak,
Warren Ellis,
The Black Dice,
Wasted Youth,
Index,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Sound,
Zapp,
Bauhaus,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.