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 Suriname and from London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 808 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 Fugazi to the jazz 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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mr. Review,
Lindisfarne,
Sonic Youth,
Cheater Slicks,
Circle Jerks,
Ultra Naté,
Porter Ricks,
Kenny Larkin,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Zeros,
Henry Cow,
Easy Going,
Skarface,
Man Parrish,
Alice Coltrane,
Mars,
Underground Resistance,
Alton Ellis,
Essential Logic,
World's Most,
Babytalk,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Robert Wyatt,
Rapeman,
The Velvet Underground,
June of 44,
Laurel Aitken,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Knickerbockers,
Slick Rick,
Motorama,
Moebius,
Rekid,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Blossom Toes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fad Gadget,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Leonard Cohen,
Echospace,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The United States of America,
New Age Steppers,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Happenings,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Barbara Tucker,
FM Einheit,
Yaz,
Connie Case,
Bobby Byrd,
The Alarm Clocks,
X-101,
Swell Maps,
Kurtis Blow,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Anthony Braxton,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.