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 Korea South 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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Milan.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
Lower 48,
Robert Görl,
Ultravox,
Carl Craig,
Unwound,
Godley & Creme,
Outsiders,
Kevin Saunderson,
Shoche,
The Moleskins,
This Heat,
the Bar-Kays,
Ralphi Rosario,
Don Cherry,
Avey Tare,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Animal Collective,
Tears for Fears,
New Order,
Theoretical Girls,
The Human League,
Ken Boothe,
Wasted Youth,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Associates,
The Residents,
Ohio Players,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
World's Most,
Lightning Bolt,
Saccharine Trust,
the Human League,
The Sonics,
Marcia Griffiths,
Chris & Cosey,
Dennis Brown,
Mr. Review,
The Walker Brothers,
Delta 5,
Ten City,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gil Scott Heron,
Yellowson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Dead C,
The Evens,
Warsaw,
Public Enemy,
Easy Going,
Ituana,
Crispian St. Peters,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bill Near,
Jandek,
Trumans Water,
Gastr Del Sol,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Fugs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Joensuu 1685,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.