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 Paraguay and from Spokane.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Donald Fagen 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 LL Cool J to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mark Hollis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
Lalann,
Basic Channel,
Dead Boys,
Tubeway Army,
Carl Craig,
Chris & Cosey,
X-Ray Spex,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
MC5,
Al Stewart,
Ultimate Spinach,
Oneida,
Echospace,
Janne Schatter,
Circle Jerks,
Bad Manners,
Brass Construction,
Jeru the Damaja,
Surgeon,
Shoche,
Flipper,
The Standells,
Grandmaster Flash,
Reuben Wilson,
Michelle Simonal,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Oblivians,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dark Day,
Sixth Finger,
Radiohead,
Jesper Dahlback,
Zapp,
Clear Light,
Bill Wells,
Althea and Donna,
Altered Images,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Vladislav Delay,
Erykah Badu,
The Move,
Sex Pistols,
Glenn Branca,
Alison Limerick,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
CMW,
Eric Dolphy,
Howard Jones,
Wolf Eyes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Sheep,
Eli Mardock,
The Detroit Cobras,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Slackers,
The Wake,
Desert Stars,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.