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 Tunisia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Soft Machine to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 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 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls 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?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scan 7,
Amon Düül,
Bluetip,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Yaz,
Guru Guru,
Depeche Mode,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sugar Minott,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Slits,
The Cowsills,
Visage,
Juan Atkins,
The Monochrome Set,
The Skatalites,
Wings,
The Selecter,
Albert Ayler,
Monks,
Danielle Patucci,
Barry Ungar,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Quando Quango,
Lou Reed,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Leaves,
L. Decosne,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Count Five,
Soft Machine,
The Golliwogs,
Bizarre Inc.,
DJ Sneak,
Eric B and Rakim,
Alison Limerick,
Icehouse,
Malaria!,
Sixth Finger,
Anakelly,
Organ,
Parry Music,
John Lydon,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sun City Girls,
Delon & Dalcan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Crispy Ambulance,
PIL,
This Heat,
Curtis Mayfield,
Donald Byrd,
Make Up,
Yazoo,
Reuben Wilson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.