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 Belarus and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 snare 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 Johnny Clarke to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Pantaleimon,
Iggy Pop,
Brothers Johnson,
Schoolly D,
Black Flag,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Durutti Column,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Modern Lovers,
The Monochrome Set,
These Immortal Souls,
The Beau Brummels,
Ossler,
Sixth Finger,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kaleidoscope,
Silicon Teens,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Golliwogs,
Minor Threat,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Davy DMX,
Eric Copeland,
The Flesh Eaters,
Khruangbin,
Joyce Sims,
Pole,
MC5,
June Days,
Theoretical Girls,
Aloha Tigers,
Slick Rick,
Gang of Four,
Icehouse,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pere Ubu,
Newcleus,
The Leaves,
Eden Ahbez,
Desert Stars,
X-Ray Spex,
Gastr Del Sol,
Amon Düül,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Association,
La Düsseldorf,
Anthony Braxton,
Massinfluence,
Crash Course in Science,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ultravox,
The Monks,
Circle Jerks,
The Invisible,
Urselle,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Grauzone,
The Vogues,
Grey Daturas,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.