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 Ecuador and from Manchester.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Fugazi to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
The Fall,
Pole,
Jerry's Kids,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sister Nancy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Reuben Wilson,
Crooked Eye,
Vainqueur,
Scan 7,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Soft Cell,
Rufus Thomas,
Lightning Bolt,
Byron Stingily,
The Stooges,
Essential Logic,
Joensuu 1685,
Roxette,
Juan Atkins,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bobby Sherman,
Sexual Harrassment,
Mission of Burma,
Joe Finger,
Ludus,
Simply Red,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Flesh Eaters,
a-ha,
Kas Product,
Aswad,
UT,
Pierre Henry,
Adolescents,
Dawn Penn,
Pantaleimon,
Clear Light,
Pharoah Sanders,
Outsiders,
Bobby Womack,
Liliput,
Mandrill,
Joe Smooth,
Idris Muhammad,
Symarip,
Delon & Dalcan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pet Shop Boys,
Hasil Adkins,
Underground Resistance,
Malaria!,
John Coltrane,
Neu!,
The Fugs,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.