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 Somalia and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Dawn Penn to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jacob Miller,
David Axelrod,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dennis Brown,
Bill Wells,
Massinfluence,
Avey Tare,
Tubeway Army,
Intrusion,
Johnny Osbourne,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sarah Menescal,
Mission of Burma,
Ice-T,
Nick Fraelich,
Metal Thangz,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Flash Fearless,
Franke,
Robert Görl,
The American Breed,
Kaleidoscope,
Anakelly,
Smog,
John Holt,
Idris Muhammad,
X-101,
Rufus Thomas,
Siglo XX,
Yusef Lateef,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Index,
Youth Brigade,
The Sound,
LL Cool J,
Eli Mardock,
Arthur Verocai,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Raincoats,
Cluster,
Swans,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Delta 5,
Shuggie Otis,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Index,
Deakin,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fatback Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Altered Images,
A Flock of Seagulls,
ABBA,
Toni Rubio,
Aloha Tigers,
the Bar-Kays,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.