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 Zambia and from Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Magazine to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Robert Wyatt. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radio Birdman,
Eli Mardock,
Black Sheep,
Sonic Youth,
Slave,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bobby Womack,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Todd Rundgren,
Jacques Brel,
Lakeside,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sister Nancy,
The Buckinghams,
Circle Jerks,
David McCallum,
Throbbing Gristle,
8 Eyed Spy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rosa Yemen,
Ossler,
Accadde A,
Eden Ahbez,
Vainqueur,
Ponytail,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Golliwogs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
A Certain Ratio,
Deepchord,
The Seeds,
Nik Kershaw,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The United States of America,
The Martian,
Von Mondo,
K-Klass,
Lucky Dragons,
The Blues Magoos,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Saints,
Television Personalities,
Animal Collective,
John Lydon,
The Offenders,
Surgeon,
Mo-Dettes,
Tears for Fears,
Yazoo,
Ohio Players,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Red Krayola,
Scientists,
Connie Case,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Index,
Lungfish,
Eddi Front,
Skaos,
Technova,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.