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 Niger and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 oboe 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
The Gladiators,
Carl Craig,
Funkadelic,
ABC,
Terrestrial Tones,
Shuggie Otis,
Saccharine Trust,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
PIL,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Young Rascals,
New Age Steppers,
Joensuu 1685,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Television,
The Doobie Brothers,
The American Breed,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Derrick May,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Neon Judgement,
Dorothy Ashby,
Derrick Morgan,
Maurizio,
The Five Americans,
Marcia Griffiths,
Loose Ends,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DJ Sneak,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Blues Magoos,
In Retrospect,
Faust,
Au Pairs,
The Gun Club,
U.S. Maple,
Pulsallama,
the Bar-Kays,
The Gap Band,
Nas,
Lou Reed,
Jandek,
The Monochrome Set,
Severed Heads,
Public Enemy,
The Sound,
Gang Starr,
Joey Negro,
Juan Atkins,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
MC5,
CMW,
T.S.O.L.,
The Music Machine,
Circle Jerks,
Dead Boys,
Pierre Henry,
The Gories,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.