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 Burundi and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Scion to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Names,
One Last Wish,
Ituana,
Sex Pistols,
Boredoms,
The Sonics,
Stereo Dub,
Nick Fraelich,
Loose Ends,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
H. Thieme,
the Soft Cell,
Wings,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Kinks,
The Durutti Column,
Ponytail,
Todd Terry,
The Dead C,
Aswad,
Radiohead,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amazonics,
Joensuu 1685,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Pop Group,
the Human League,
The Birthday Party,
Average White Band,
Ludus,
Oblivians,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Unwound,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Schoolly D,
New Age Steppers,
Shoche,
Alison Limerick,
Duran Duran,
The Misunderstood,
Tres Demented,
Junior Murvin,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Germs,
Andrew Hill,
The Skatalites,
Franke,
Black Bananas,
Babytalk,
Urselle,
Nirvana,
Brass Construction,
Graham Central Station,
Little Man,
Warsaw,
Visage,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Agent Orange,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.