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 Kiribati and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 theremin 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 Heaven 17 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Fatback Band,
Urselle,
Section 25,
Lower 48,
Fluxion,
Lucky Dragons,
Gong,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Peter & Gordon,
The Gap Band,
Black Flag,
Laurel Aitken,
The Five Americans,
Sandy B,
Thee Headcoats,
Stiv Bators,
KRS-One,
Deakin,
Kevin Saunderson,
E-Dancer,
Warsaw,
Bluetip,
Babytalk,
The Raincoats,
Bang On A Can,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Agent Orange,
World's Most,
The Dirtbombs,
Idris Muhammad,
Nirvana,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Motorama,
Supertramp,
Fugazi,
Dual Sessions,
Chris & Cosey,
U.S. Maple,
Underground Resistance,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ronnie Foster,
Niagra,
Sound Behaviour,
Spandau Ballet,
Essential Logic,
Saccharine Trust,
The Music Machine,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ludus,
The Blackbyrds,
Robert Görl,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kenny Larkin,
Swell Maps,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Q and Not U,
Parry Music,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nik Kershaw,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.