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 Angola and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 rhodes 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 Los Fastidios to the funk 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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
The Knickerbockers,
Deadbeat,
Joey Negro,
Joe Smooth,
Suburban Knight,
Rekid,
Scratch Acid,
Technova,
World's Most,
the Bar-Kays,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Eric Dolphy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Wally Richardson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pharoah Sanders,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Dave Clark Five,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
One Last Wish,
Stiv Bators,
Zero Boys,
Big Daddy Kane,
Reagan Youth,
Harpers Bizarre,
Aaron Thompson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Newcleus,
The Sonics,
David Bowie,
Al Stewart,
Gang Starr,
The Divine Comedy,
Ronan,
Scan 7,
Lucky Dragons,
Althea and Donna,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jacob Miller,
Isaac Hayes,
ABC,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mantronix,
Dual Sessions,
Can,
the Human League,
DNA,
Wasted Youth,
Q and Not U,
Drexciya,
Monolake,
cv313,
X-102,
Fad Gadget,
Swell Maps,
Panda Bear,
Half Japanese,
Colin Newman,
Ornette Coleman,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scientists,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.