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 Tunisia and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Stooges to the grunge 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 Germs. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Intrusion,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Saints,
Archie Shepp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ten City,
The New Christs,
Peter & Gordon,
The Residents,
Rotary Connection,
Radiopuhelimet,
Talk Talk,
Echospace,
Bizarre Inc.,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ludus,
Vainqueur,
Jeff Mills,
ABBA,
Be Bop Deluxe,
kango's stein massive,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Nik Kershaw,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Theoretical Girls,
Roxy Music,
Rites of Spring,
Ronnie Foster,
Matthew Halsall,
Little Man,
Q65,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Television Personalities,
The Stooges,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Funkadelic,
New York Dolls,
Joe Finger,
The Human League,
Brass Construction,
Amon Düül,
Crooked Eye,
Oblivians,
Barry Ungar,
D'Angelo,
The Golliwogs,
Kerrie Biddell,
Tomorrow,
Rakim,
Ultimate Spinach,
Black Pus,
X-101,
Don Cherry,
Simply Red,
The Beau Brummels,
Ultra Naté,
The Smoke,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.