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 Belize and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 clarinet 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 Marcia Griffiths to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Marshall Jefferson,
Howard Jones,
The Music Machine,
Gregory Isaacs,
Guru Guru,
The Fire Engines,
Agent Orange,
Echospace,
Wolf Eyes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Tubeway Army,
UT,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Kinks,
Crash Course in Science,
Aloha Tigers,
Jandek,
The Walker Brothers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Flamin' Groovies,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Tremeloes,
Adolescents,
Suicide,
The United States of America,
Altered Images,
Procol Harum,
The Busters,
Drive Like Jehu,
Loose Ends,
Little Man,
The Velvet Underground,
The Slackers,
Ultravox,
In Retrospect,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Misunderstood,
The Fall,
The Evens,
Amon Düül,
Letta Mbulu,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Derrick Morgan,
Slave,
The Shadows of Knight,
Nation of Ulysses,
Brass Construction,
K-Klass,
Cecil Taylor,
Graham Central Station,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Todd Terry,
Eric Copeland,
Vladislav Delay,
Crispian St. Peters,
Skriet,
John Lydon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Japan,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.