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 Montenegro and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Shanghai.
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 harpsichord 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 Adolescents to the grunge 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Index,
Sugar Minott,
Lindisfarne,
Ohio Players,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Smiths,
the Association,
The Cramps,
X-101,
Japan,
Rod Modell,
Roxy Music,
The Seeds,
Soft Machine,
Malaria!,
The Cure,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Music Machine,
Flamin' Groovies,
Desert Stars,
Black Flag,
F. McDonald,
UT,
Alton Ellis,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lightning Bolt,
48th St. Collective,
Marmalade,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Grandmaster Flash,
Marine Girls,
June of 44,
Saccharine Trust,
Josef K,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Danielle Patucci,
R.M.O.,
Leonard Cohen,
The Young Rascals,
T.S.O.L.,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fear,
Throbbing Gristle,
Terry Callier,
Moebius,
Duran Duran,
Althea and Donna,
The Last Poets,
Nas,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Invisible,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grey Daturas,
Dorothy Ashby,
Tears for Fears,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.