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 Jamaica and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lonnie Liston Smith to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angry Samoans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Sandy B,
Marcia Griffiths,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Royal Trux,
The Fall,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pulsallama,
The Knickerbockers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Camberwell Now,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sonic Youth,
Hoover,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kayak,
Wally Richardson,
Althea and Donna,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Blues Magoos,
Bob Dylan,
Prince Buster,
Gang of Four,
Darondo,
The Barracudas,
Ponytail,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Hashim,
Nas,
Rod Modell,
Susan Cadogan,
Lou Reed,
The Smiths,
Public Enemy,
The Music Machine,
Danielle Patucci,
Babytalk,
Sarah Menescal,
Be Bop Deluxe,
H. Thieme,
Lou Christie,
Roxy Music,
Laurel Aitken,
Chris & Cosey,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Gun Club,
Glenn Branca,
Kevin Saunderson,
Yazoo,
Radio Birdman,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang Starr,
Cal Tjader,
Silicon Teens,
Jeff Mills,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Blancmange,
Monolake,
Boogie Down Productions,
ABC,
Alphaville,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.