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 Swaziland and from Hong Kong.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the techno 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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog. All the underground hits.
All Bobbi Humphrey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents 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 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 spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Piero Umiliani,
June Days,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Black Bananas,
Connie Case,
T. Rex,
Michelle Simonal,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Blossom Toes,
Scan 7,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lindisfarne,
Underground Resistance,
Leonard Cohen,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Tears for Fears,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gong,
Fad Gadget,
Heaven 17,
Jandek,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Motorama,
The New Christs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lalann,
Donald Byrd,
Deepchord,
Bad Manners,
Brand Nubian,
Television Personalities,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lakeside,
Pantaleimon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Hasil Adkins,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sex Pistols,
Faraquet,
The Fall,
Dennis Brown,
Shoche,
John Coltrane,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Althea and Donna,
Fluxion,
Fear,
MC5,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Gap Band,
Iggy Pop,
the Normal,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
ABBA,
Chris Corsano,
Stereo Dub,
The Kinks,
Wolf Eyes,
Vainqueur,
Thompson Twins,
The Moody Blues,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.