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 Sudan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Roy Ayers to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
China Crisis,
Howard Jones,
Bobby Womack,
Magma,
Section 25,
The Trojans,
Banda Bassotti,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Standells,
Minnie Riperton,
Easy Going,
The Gories,
the Swans,
Jandek,
Flipper,
Radiohead,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Gun Club,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gang Green,
Lower 48,
Brothers Johnson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Carl Craig,
New Order,
Intrusion,
Deepchord,
Brand Nubian,
Fad Gadget,
The Invisible,
Bootsy Collins,
Rhythm & Sound,
Basic Channel,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Amon Düül II,
Skriet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Warsaw,
Cybotron,
Bobby Sherman,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Stetsasonic,
Sam Rivers,
Moss Icon,
The Birthday Party,
Pere Ubu,
Q65,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ohio Players,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Infiniti,
Roxette,
Letta Mbulu,
Qualms,
Chris & Cosey,
These Immortal Souls,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Peter & Gordon,
Black Flag,
Reagan Youth,
Ponytail,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.