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 Kiribati and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scion to the techno 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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Doors,
Whodini,
Young Marble Giants,
Livin' Joy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bob Dylan,
Television Personalities,
The Pop Group,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Invisible,
Boogie Down Productions,
Swans,
Swell Maps,
Nik Kershaw,
Camouflage,
The Mummies,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Last Poets,
Procol Harum,
Ponytail,
Shuggie Otis,
Ohio Players,
The Gladiators,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Electric Prunes,
Icehouse,
Zapp,
David Bowie,
Bootsy Collins,
The Toasters,
Boredoms,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sarah Menescal,
Audionom,
Scientists,
Sonic Youth,
Basic Channel,
Yusef Lateef,
The Monochrome Set,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Marcia Griffiths,
Wasted Youth,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eli Mardock,
Carl Craig,
World's Most,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pussy Galore,
Robert Wyatt,
Index,
Pulsallama,
Sun City Girls,
The Misunderstood,
Colin Newman,
The New Christs,
Franke,
Au Pairs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.