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 Togo and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Unrelated Segments to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a B.T. Express record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Flash Fearless,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Dave Clark Five,
K-Klass,
Amon Düül II,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cybotron,
the Bar-Kays,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Arthur Verocai,
Robert Hood,
Chrome,
Sällskapet,
Grauzone,
Erykah Badu,
Rapeman,
Mandrill,
Soft Cell,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pierre Henry,
Albert Ayler,
Scott Walker,
The Skatalites,
Jerry's Kids,
Lou Reed,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Main Source,
Tim Buckley,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Dead C,
Nico,
Duran Duran,
Fad Gadget,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Flipper,
Thee Headcoats,
Mars,
Gang Green,
Groovy Waters,
Rotary Connection,
Moby Grape,
The Birthday Party,
Anthony Braxton,
The Gun Club,
Marc Almond,
Crispian St. Peters,
T.S.O.L.,
Whodini,
Procol Harum,
The Remains,
The Monks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Adolescents,
Massinfluence,
Kenny Larkin,
Half Japanese,
Sound Behaviour,
Dennis Brown,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.