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 Malta and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jandek to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders 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 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sandy B,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Soft Cell,
UT,
The New Christs,
John Foxx,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Toasters,
Idris Muhammad,
Soulsonic Force,
Dorothy Ashby,
Echospace,
Kenny Larkin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Y Pants,
Harmonia,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Techniques,
The Motions,
Arab on Radar,
Mandrill,
Bill Near,
Derrick May,
Pet Shop Boys,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scan 7,
Slick Rick,
Scientists,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tomorrow,
Kas Product,
EPMD,
Icehouse,
Circle Jerks,
Barbara Tucker,
Yaz,
Agent Orange,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marvin Gaye,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Moody Blues,
Q and Not U,
A Certain Ratio,
Joe Smooth,
Hardrive,
Jerry's Kids,
Yellowson,
Talk Talk,
Prince Buster,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
K-Klass,
The Raincoats,
Cheater Slicks,
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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.