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 Azerbaijan and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Liliput 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
the Human League,
The Vogues,
Lindisfarne,
Ralphi Rosario,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bob Dylan,
The Grass Roots,
Banda Bassotti,
Basic Channel,
Michelle Simonal,
Isaac Hayes,
Bill Near,
Leonard Cohen,
Todd Rundgren,
Von Mondo,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tubeway Army,
Lungfish,
Faraquet,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Martian,
Charles Mingus,
Jacques Brel,
Easy Going,
T. Rex,
Robert Hood,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
James White and The Blacks,
48th St. Collective,
Kaleidoscope,
Fear,
The Divine Comedy,
Silicon Teens,
The Evens,
Slave,
Terry Callier,
Yellowson,
Motorama,
Monolake,
June Days,
Young Marble Giants,
Masters at Work,
LL Cool J,
Swell Maps,
Fatback Band,
The Cure,
Negative Approach,
K-Klass,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Reuben Wilson,
Quantec,
Dorothy Ashby,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dead Boys,
Rotary Connection,
Rufus Thomas,
Lyres,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.