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 Chad and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin 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 harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Robert Görl,
Gang Green,
Urselle,
EPMD,
Cybotron,
The Motions,
Colin Newman,
The Blackbyrds,
Matthew Halsall,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bush Tetras,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Parry Music,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Aswad,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
Chris & Cosey,
Traffic Nightmare,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Can,
Bill Near,
The Mummies,
The Raincoats,
Drexciya,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Slackers,
The Fire Engines,
Josef K,
DNA,
Ituana,
Con Funk Shun,
Pantaleimon,
K-Klass,
Skaos,
Main Source,
Anthony Braxton,
Robert Wyatt,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tres Demented,
cv313,
Zero Boys,
La Düsseldorf,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Niagra,
China Crisis,
Mandrill,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Magma,
Iggy Pop,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bobby Sherman,
Camberwell Now,
Maleditus Sound,
Das Ding,
Simply Red,
Michelle Simonal,
The Moody Blues,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
B.T. Express,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.