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 Japan and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 synthesizer 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 Anakelly to the jazz 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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dawn Penn,
Connie Case,
Groovy Waters,
Kurtis Blow,
Jacob Miller,
The Residents,
Urselle,
LL Cool J,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Cramps,
The American Breed,
Intrusion,
June Days,
Wolf Eyes,
Jandek,
Lee Hazlewood,
A Flock of Seagulls,
China Crisis,
Sister Nancy,
Whodini,
New Age Steppers,
The Smiths,
Y Pants,
Sound Behaviour,
Matthew Bourne,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Mo-Dettes,
Hardrive,
Vainqueur,
Q65,
EPMD,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Radiohead,
Cecil Taylor,
Cheater Slicks,
Agent Orange,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Durutti Column,
The Victims,
Roxy Music,
The Skatalites,
Rapeman,
Big Daddy Kane,
Siglo XX,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Theoretical Girls,
Icehouse,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The United States of America,
Monolake,
Qualms,
Josef K,
The Birthday Party,
R.M.O.,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.