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 Kazakhstan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Japan to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ajijia Myrayebe 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Morten Harket,
Scion,
In Retrospect,
Harpers Bizarre,
Funkadelic,
Index,
Gang Starr,
Procol Harum,
Freddie Wadling,
The Pop Group,
The Stooges,
Q and Not U,
Bob Dylan,
Rakim,
U.S. Maple,
Newcleus,
Can,
The Gun Club,
The Monochrome Set,
Yazoo,
Althea and Donna,
The Selecter,
Shuggie Otis,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Swans,
The Seeds,
Jawbox,
Delta 5,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pylon,
Joe Smooth,
Ultravox,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Byron Stingily,
Siglo XX,
The Remains,
The Red Krayola,
The Cowsills,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Boredoms,
The Zeros,
Mad Mike,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Echospace,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Schoolly D,
Sister Nancy,
Drive Like Jehu,
Henry Cow,
The Walker Brothers,
Bobby Womack,
Technova,
Groovy Waters,
Kerri Chandler,
Royal Trux,
Quando Quango,
Cluster,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.