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 San Marino and from Accra.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Piero Umiliani to the jazz 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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
Interpol,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Joe Finger,
The Cramps,
The Gap Band,
Black Bananas,
Nils Olav,
The Seeds,
Wasted Youth,
Johnny Clarke,
OOIOO,
Nirvana,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Fall,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Qualms,
Little Man,
Sixth Finger,
Pantytec,
Cymande,
Matthew Bourne,
Mo-Dettes,
Excepter,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Gories,
Shuggie Otis,
Radiohead,
UT,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
A Certain Ratio,
Lyres,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Juan Atkins,
Public Enemy,
Negative Approach,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lower 48,
The Mummies,
Nick Fraelich,
Frankie Knuckles,
Brand Nubian,
Essential Logic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Avey Tare,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Soul II Soul,
Deepchord,
Magazine,
John Foxx,
JFA,
The Modern Lovers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
48th St. Collective,
Althea and Donna,
Max Romeo,
The Gun Club,
Black Flag,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.