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 Lithuania 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba 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 Eric Dolphy to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mad Mike record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Newcleus,
Sonic Youth,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pole,
Siglo XX,
Model 500,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Moon,
Minny Pops,
Faust,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Electric Prunes,
KRS-One,
The Slits,
The Real Kids,
Don Cherry,
Joy Division,
Barclay James Harvest,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jeru the Damaja,
Aaron Thompson,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ornette Coleman,
Gregory Isaacs,
Thee Headcoats,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Pus,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Shoche,
Grey Daturas,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Beau Brummels,
Camberwell Now,
Nirvana,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Colin Newman,
Mo-Dettes,
The Techniques,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Soft Machine,
Franke,
Letta Mbulu,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Toasters,
Juan Atkins,
Jerry's Kids,
Dual Sessions,
Motorama,
Robert Hood,
Pantytec,
48th St. Collective,
Nik Kershaw,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Swans,
John Lydon,
Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B.
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.