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 Lebanon and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Winnipeg.
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 marimba 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 The Trojans to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Wire,
Motorama,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Alice Coltrane,
Nick Fraelich,
Bizarre Inc.,
Talk Talk,
Negative Approach,
ABBA,
The Raincoats,
The Remains,
Au Pairs,
Donald Byrd,
The Velvet Underground,
Anthony Braxton,
Skaos,
Josef K,
The Angels of Light,
Von Mondo,
Alison Limerick,
John Cale,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
DJ Style,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Moleskins,
Sight & Sound,
Jesper Dahlback,
Severed Heads,
Tom Boy,
Andrew Hill,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bad Manners,
Sixth Finger,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Section 25,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
June of 44,
The Sound,
Joe Finger,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Simply Red,
KRS-One,
The Flesh Eaters,
Marine Girls,
Jeru the Damaja,
Mantronix,
Howard Jones,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jacob Miller,
Half Japanese,
Don Cherry,
Minnie Riperton,
Symarip,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.