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 Uruguay and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 chamberlin 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 The Black Dice to the rock 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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funkadelic,
Easy Going,
a-ha,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Music Machine,
Model 500,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kevin Saunderson,
Andrew Hill,
Goldenarms,
The Beau Brummels,
The Fall,
Brass Construction,
Fluxion,
Khruangbin,
Adolescents,
Gil Scott Heron,
Cluster,
Lou Reed,
Slick Rick,
Shuggie Otis,
Wire,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Star Department,
Idris Muhammad,
Ultravox,
DNA,
Negative Approach,
Sex Pistols,
Alton Ellis,
Johnny Clarke,
The Barracudas,
Bootsy Collins,
Freddie Wadling,
The Red Krayola,
Absolute Body Control,
Carl Craig,
Iggy Pop,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Busters,
Youth Brigade,
Flash Fearless,
Arcadia,
Q and Not U,
The Detroit Cobras,
Motorama,
Max Romeo,
The Toasters,
Swell Maps,
Section 25,
Echospace,
Massinfluence,
New Age Steppers,
R.M.O.,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Panda Bear,
Brand Nubian,
Jeff Mills,
Cabaret Voltaire,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.