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 Costa Rica and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 harpsichord 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 Kenny Larkin to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Last Poets. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-101,
Grandmaster Flash,
Maurizio,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Massinfluence,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Scott Walker,
Magazine,
The Music Machine,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nation of Ulysses,
Radiopuhelimet,
David Axelrod,
Arab on Radar,
Blancmange,
Tears for Fears,
Roy Ayers,
Fatback Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
Mars,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Audionom,
Peter & Gordon,
Aural Exciters,
Lungfish,
Gang of Four,
Organ,
Jeff Mills,
Yazoo,
Kurtis Blow,
H. Thieme,
Trumans Water,
Moss Icon,
Agitation Free,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sex Pistols,
Accadde A,
Ten City,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Glambeats Corp.,
FM Einheit,
The Barracudas,
The Moody Blues,
Barbara Tucker,
Eddi Front,
Sexual Harrassment,
Echospace,
Joy Division,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
UT,
Erykah Badu,
Ronan,
The Index,
Carl Craig,
Morten Harket,
The Evens,
Throbbing Gristle,
Procol Harum,
Desert Stars,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.