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 Greece and from Salvador.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Theoretical Girls to the rock 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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alison Limerick 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?
Barrington Levy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Janne Schatter,
Alphaville,
In Retrospect,
Michelle Simonal,
Dennis Brown,
Buzzcocks,
Stetsasonic,
Boogie Down Productions,
La Düsseldorf,
Rapeman,
Quantec,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
CMW,
Hashim,
The Golliwogs,
ABC,
Avey Tare,
Moebius,
Prince Buster,
Hot Snakes,
DNA,
The Gap Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Girls At Our Best!,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Pretty Things,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
EPMD,
Bauhaus,
Jimmy McGriff,
Schoolly D,
The Blackbyrds,
Freddie Wadling,
Bush Tetras,
Bob Dylan,
The Fortunes,
Patti Smith,
Todd Terry,
Angry Samoans,
Fear,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eve St. Jones,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Oblivians,
Gang of Four,
Magma,
Echospace,
Boz Scaggs,
Al Stewart,
kango's stein massive,
Neil Young,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pantytec,
Jeff Mills,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Symarip,
Judy Mowatt,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.