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 Turkey and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 Lagos and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Standells to the rap 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fela Kuti,
Donald Byrd,
Johnny Clarke,
Peter and Kerry,
Drive Like Jehu,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Warsaw,
Trumans Water,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Barry Ungar,
OOIOO,
The Golliwogs,
The Motions,
Absolute Body Control,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Normal,
These Immortal Souls,
Symarip,
Junior Murvin,
The Leaves,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Zero Boys,
the Human League,
Lou Christie,
Maleditus Sound,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Idris Muhammad,
Pylon,
Skarface,
Neil Young,
Rekid,
Patti Smith,
Mo-Dettes,
Moebius,
Rakim,
Parry Music,
Guru Guru,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Tears for Fears,
Monolake,
Cheater Slicks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Urselle,
Robert Hood,
The Walker Brothers,
The Moody Blues,
Vainqueur,
Ornette Coleman,
Country Teasers,
Sun City Girls,
FM Einheit,
Bob Dylan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Groovy Waters,
Spoonie Gee,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Blake Baxter,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.