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 Swaziland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Camouflage,
David McCallum,
Negative Approach,
Albert Ayler,
Chris & Cosey,
Mission of Burma,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Donny Hathaway,
Ituana,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pantaleimon,
Tres Demented,
Dennis Brown,
The Knickerbockers,
Rapeman,
ABC,
Tom Boy,
JFA,
Niagra,
Nas,
R.M.O.,
Masters at Work,
Peter and Kerry,
Jandek,
Soul Sonic Force,
In Retrospect,
Pussy Galore,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Minny Pops,
The Five Americans,
Public Enemy,
Mantronix,
Darondo,
Todd Terry,
Basic Channel,
Inner City,
The Grass Roots,
Vladislav Delay,
Lebanon Hanover,
Marvin Gaye,
Nico,
Absolute Body Control,
Scratch Acid,
Kevin Saunderson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Country Teasers,
Bobby Sherman,
Sun Ra,
Jacob Miller,
The Black Dice,
Lightning Bolt,
Oneida,
Television Personalities,
Au Pairs,
Sight & Sound,
Warren Ellis,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.