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 Mexico and from Lyon.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Lebanon Hanover to the rock 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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Ituana,
Half Japanese,
Pere Ubu,
Duran Duran,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Skriet,
Theoretical Girls,
The Dead C,
Archie Shepp,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eli Mardock,
Joensuu 1685,
Alphaville,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Neil Young,
Minor Threat,
Hot Snakes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ronan,
Avey Tare,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eve St. Jones,
Rakim,
Peter and Kerry,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Litter,
the Germs,
The Remains,
Brothers Johnson,
Moss Icon,
Hashim,
Agitation Free,
The Birthday Party,
Loose Ends,
June of 44,
The Last Poets,
The Golliwogs,
Altered Images,
Glambeats Corp.,
Neu!,
Barclay James Harvest,
Anakelly,
Kayak,
Joyce Sims,
Juan Atkins,
Shoche,
8 Eyed Spy,
Man Eating Sloth,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Malaria!,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eric Dolphy,
Scott Walker,
Bluetip,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Hoover,
Josef K,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Roxette,
Matthew Halsall,
The Mummies,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.