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 Netherlands and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 linndrum 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 Minor Threat to the disco 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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
Nas,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Carl Craig,
Curtis Mayfield,
Magazine,
Deakin,
Moby Grape,
Dennis Brown,
Gang of Four,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Derrick Morgan,
Trumans Water,
Absolute Body Control,
Mr. Review,
Bobby Womack,
The Monochrome Set,
Alice Coltrane,
Sexual Harrassment,
Make Up,
John Coltrane,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Zeros,
The Slackers,
DNA,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Funky Four + One,
The Count Five,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Technova,
Cheater Slicks,
Avey Tare,
Nico,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kevin Saunderson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Urselle,
Michelle Simonal,
Electric Prunes,
Icehouse,
Marmalade,
New Order,
The Move,
Donny Hathaway,
Pulsallama,
Crooked Eye,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
UT,
Scrapy,
Minor Threat,
Black Bananas,
Bluetip,
Joensuu 1685,
Archie Shepp,
Pantytec,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rekid,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Howard Jones,
Reuben Wilson,
Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners.
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.