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 Marshall Islands and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Sonics to the dance 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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Cluster,
the Normal,
Guru Guru,
Niagra,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Walker Brothers,
Can,
John Holt,
This Heat,
Hardrive,
Moss Icon,
The Seeds,
Peter and Kerry,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Animal Collective,
Bootsy Collins,
Moebius,
Ponytail,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gang Starr,
Von Mondo,
The Fall,
Eden Ahbez,
The Moleskins,
The J.B.'s,
Juan Atkins,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Happenings,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ultra Naté,
the Fania All-Stars,
Schoolly D,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pulsallama,
Roxy Music,
Drexciya,
The Divine Comedy,
New Order,
Sugar Minott,
Qualms,
MDC,
The Searchers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cecil Taylor,
The Raincoats,
Country Teasers,
Kayak,
Lower 48,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Boz Scaggs,
The Black Dice,
The Blackbyrds,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Darondo,
Erasure,
Lightning Bolt,
Blancmange,
Neil Young,
Gang of Four,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.