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 Tajikistan and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin 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 Alice Coltrane to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Sonic Youth,
Flash Fearless,
Kevin Saunderson,
World's Most,
Curtis Mayfield,
Unwound,
Bluetip,
Ten City,
Eurythmics,
Piero Umiliani,
Depeche Mode,
Marc Almond,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Sound,
Girls At Our Best!,
Scott Walker,
Throbbing Gristle,
Vladislav Delay,
Jandek,
Agent Orange,
Camberwell Now,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lyres,
Half Japanese,
Sugar Minott,
Maurizio,
Roxette,
Arthur Verocai,
Massinfluence,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sunsets and Hearts,
London Community Gospel Choir,
James White and The Blacks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Angels of Light,
The Standells,
F. McDonald,
The Mojo Men,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gang Starr,
Das Ding,
Don Cherry,
Patti Smith,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Tremeloes,
Kenny Larkin,
Unrelated Segments,
Fad Gadget,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Brand Nubian,
Gang Gang Dance,
Zapp,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Royal Trux,
Stockholm Monsters,
June Days,
Aloha Tigers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Index,
The Slits,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.