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 South Africa and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mumbai.
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 808 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 Yellowson to the disco 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sight & Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
Minnie Riperton,
New Age Steppers,
New Order,
Zero Boys,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Skatalites,
Drexciya,
Flipper,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Crispy Ambulance,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The New Christs,
Rod Modell,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Terry Callier,
China Crisis,
OOIOO,
Stereo Dub,
R.M.O.,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
In Retrospect,
Gong,
the Slits,
Juan Atkins,
Joensuu 1685,
La Düsseldorf,
Neil Young,
These Immortal Souls,
Grauzone,
The American Breed,
Boz Scaggs,
Quadrant,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
U.S. Maple,
The Blackbyrds,
The Leaves,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Tremeloes,
Terrestrial Tones,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Barrington Levy,
Yaz,
Bad Manners,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pole,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Black Sheep,
Accadde A,
Henry Cow,
The Mojo Men,
Brick,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marmalade,
Leonard Cohen,
Grandmaster Flash,
MC5,
Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike.
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.