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 Venezuela and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 marimba 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 Grauzone to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
Half Japanese,
Eddi Front,
The Gories,
The Stooges,
Crooked Eye,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Gun Club,
Desert Stars,
Arthur Verocai,
The Moleskins,
the Germs,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Terrestrial Tones,
Infiniti,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Camouflage,
Mo-Dettes,
Massinfluence,
Jacob Miller,
the Slits,
Fear,
Dead Boys,
A Certain Ratio,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Deadbeat,
Ituana,
LL Cool J,
Todd Terry,
Peter and Kerry,
Thompson Twins,
Bluetip,
Hardrive,
Stiv Bators,
The New Christs,
L. Decosne,
The Index,
Swell Maps,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Cecil Taylor,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Slackers,
Theoretical Girls,
Excepter,
Alison Limerick,
Sandy B,
Dark Day,
Khruangbin,
China Crisis,
Gerry Rafferty,
Black Pus,
Soulsonic Force,
Kaleidoscope,
Peter & Gordon,
Amon Düül,
Minutemen,
Soul Sonic Force,
Los Fastidios,
Animal Collective,
The Five Americans,
DJ Style,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.