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 Argentina and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 güiro 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 Basic Channel to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Magma,
China Crisis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Leaves,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Liliput,
Connie Case,
Kurtis Blow,
Surgeon,
Von Mondo,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Country Teasers,
Marvin Gaye,
Electric Prunes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gregory Isaacs,
DNA,
Curtis Mayfield,
Davy DMX,
The Neon Judgement,
T.S.O.L.,
Tres Demented,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Roxette,
Mo-Dettes,
Faust,
Fear,
The Wake,
Babytalk,
The Count Five,
Eric Dolphy,
The Vogues,
Slave,
Sun City Girls,
The Martian,
Reagan Youth,
Black Pus,
Gabor Szabo,
Second Layer,
The Gun Club,
The New Christs,
Tubeway Army,
Con Funk Shun,
New York Dolls,
Jawbox,
Jandek,
The Dead C,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Masters at Work,
Fat Boys,
Yusef Lateef,
Roxy Music,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Smoke,
Cybotron,
Alton Ellis,
Ralphi Rosario,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Chris Corsano,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.