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 Costa Rica and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 harpsichord 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 Avey Tare to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Danielle Patucci,
Yazoo,
Albert Ayler,
Jeru the Damaja,
Soft Machine,
Joe Smooth,
The Names,
Junior Murvin,
Monolake,
The Beau Brummels,
Rites of Spring,
10cc,
Sixth Finger,
Godley & Creme,
the Association,
Roger Hodgson,
Sonic Youth,
Fluxion,
Panda Bear,
Electric Prunes,
Aural Exciters,
Crash Course in Science,
Quantec,
Blake Baxter,
Leonard Cohen,
Tubeway Army,
Nirvana,
Nico,
Boogie Down Productions,
Clear Light,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bad Manners,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
AZ,
Black Pus,
Judy Mowatt,
Wire,
Glenn Branca,
Janne Schatter,
Popol Vuh,
Chris & Cosey,
Harry Pussy,
Talk Talk,
Loose Ends,
Moby Grape,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tropical Tobacco,
OOIOO,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Shadows of Knight,
Anthony Braxton,
the Fania All-Stars,
Don Cherry,
Mission of Burma,
Eden Ahbez,
Jeff Mills,
Robert Wyatt,
Graham Central Station,
PIL,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.