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 Equatorial Guinea and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 rhodes 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 Joy Division to the electroclash 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 The Fugs. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Glenn Branca,
Con Funk Shun,
Amon Düül,
The Real Kids,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Q65,
Alphaville,
Cluster,
Mandrill,
the Germs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Beau Brummels,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Newcleus,
The Cosmic Jokers,
cv313,
DJ Sneak,
Jesper Dahlback,
Aloha Tigers,
Agent Orange,
Rosa Yemen,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Vogues,
Peter and Kerry,
The Invisible,
Sight & Sound,
Average White Band,
Barry Ungar,
The United States of America,
Simply Red,
Silicon Teens,
The Dirtbombs,
The Music Machine,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Au Pairs,
Pulsallama,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bang On A Can,
Public Enemy,
Thee Headcoats,
Gong,
A Certain Ratio,
Fat Boys,
Lyres,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Essential Logic,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Yusef Lateef,
June Days,
Drive Like Jehu,
Wally Richardson,
Organ,
Judy Mowatt,
Scion,
Rapeman,
Mr. Review,
CMW,
The Black Dice,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.