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 Norway and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bologna.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Mad Mike to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 H. Thieme. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Arcadia,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rosa Yemen,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nirvana,
Hardrive,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Popol Vuh,
James Chance & The Contortions,
June Days,
Swell Maps,
Marvin Gaye,
Glambeats Corp.,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lou Christie,
David Axelrod,
the Swans,
Thompson Twins,
The Beau Brummels,
The Blues Magoos,
Brass Construction,
Alphaville,
The Divine Comedy,
Con Funk Shun,
H. Thieme,
Warsaw,
Dawn Penn,
Schoolly D,
Sixth Finger,
Pierre Henry,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Radio Birdman,
Scratch Acid,
Qualms,
Aswad,
Smog,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Neon Judgement,
The Monochrome Set,
Kevin Saunderson,
Scott Walker,
DJ Style,
Kaleidoscope,
DJ Sneak,
Marcia Griffiths,
Brothers Johnson,
Interpol,
Silicon Teens,
Mr. Review,
Ronnie Foster,
These Immortal Souls,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Fugs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joensuu 1685,
Eddi Front,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.