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 Congo and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ 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 June Days to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Heaven 17,
Malaria!,
Ohio Players,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Soul II Soul,
Sarah Menescal,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jeff Mills,
Panda Bear,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Duran Duran,
Arab on Radar,
Drive Like Jehu,
Underground Resistance,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Parry Music,
Sight & Sound,
Be Bop Deluxe,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Brand Nubian,
The Buckinghams,
Mo-Dettes,
Sister Nancy,
Sun Ra,
The Searchers,
Gabor Szabo,
The J.B.'s,
The Standells,
Boogie Down Productions,
Goldenarms,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Magazine,
Groovy Waters,
Patti Smith,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mandrill,
Black Bananas,
The Skatalites,
Shuggie Otis,
Slave,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kaleidoscope,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Organ,
Barrington Levy,
Banda Bassotti,
Cluster,
The Velvet Underground,
The Mojo Men,
H. Thieme,
Section 25,
Warsaw,
Blancmange,
Eurythmics,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Alison Limerick,
Eric Copeland,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.