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 Guatemala and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Vogues to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Young Marble Giants,
Cluster,
Motorama,
Guru Guru,
DNA,
The Beau Brummels,
Ornette Coleman,
FM Einheit,
The Saints,
Radiohead,
Scrapy,
Aural Exciters,
Aswad,
Wasted Youth,
Bobby Sherman,
CMW,
Funkadelic,
Half Japanese,
Darondo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Grey Daturas,
Patti Smith,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Maurizio,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kerri Chandler,
Stetsasonic,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobby Womack,
Yaz,
Piero Umiliani,
The Star Department,
Sister Nancy,
Eric Copeland,
Laurel Aitken,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Siglo XX,
Black Sheep,
Minny Pops,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Youth Brigade,
Eddi Front,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Flash Fearless,
Yusef Lateef,
Lakeside,
Newcleus,
Trumans Water,
Adolescents,
The New Christs,
Archie Shepp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Panda Bear,
Bang On A Can,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Skatalites,
Robert Hood,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.