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 Nicaragua and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Basic Channel to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Camberwell Now,
Pere Ubu,
Crash Course in Science,
Black Sheep,
a-ha,
Camouflage,
The United States of America,
Smog,
The Doors,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sam Rivers,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Happenings,
Blancmange,
Bootsy Collins,
Television,
Peter & Gordon,
Chrome,
Marc Almond,
Alison Limerick,
Lindisfarne,
Bizarre Inc.,
Man Parrish,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Velvet Underground,
Urselle,
T. Rex,
L. Decosne,
Saccharine Trust,
Fatback Band,
The Slackers,
The Electric Prunes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rod Modell,
Shuggie Otis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ultra Naté,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Barbara Tucker,
Danielle Patucci,
The Cramps,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Donny Hathaway,
Lalo Schifrin,
Angry Samoans,
Robert Hood,
The Red Krayola,
Michelle Simonal,
Bobby Byrd,
Vladislav Delay,
A Flock of Seagulls,
T.S.O.L.,
The Monks,
Lou Reed,
Scientists,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eden Ahbez,
Aural Exciters,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Youth Brigade,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.