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 Comoros and from Beijing.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Lucky Dragons to the rock 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Pere Ubu,
The Electric Prunes,
Albert Ayler,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Chris & Cosey,
Black Flag,
Eddi Front,
Brick,
U.S. Maple,
48th St. Collective,
Dorothy Ashby,
X-Ray Spex,
Grauzone,
Tubeway Army,
Eurythmics,
Theoretical Girls,
The Fugs,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Deakin,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Panda Bear,
The Mojo Men,
Lou Reed,
The Slits,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Boogie Down Productions,
The J.B.'s,
Peter & Gordon,
Kevin Saunderson,
Television,
Japan,
Duran Duran,
Nation of Ulysses,
Shuggie Otis,
Letta Mbulu,
La Düsseldorf,
Marcia Griffiths,
Slave,
Saccharine Trust,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Alice Coltrane,
Pussy Galore,
Ten City,
Bluetip,
Big Daddy Kane,
Todd Terry,
Robert Görl,
Ken Boothe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Yazoo,
Pet Shop Boys,
Warsaw,
Schoolly D,
Audionom,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.