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 Benin and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the 808 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 Crooked Eye to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Last Poets record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Stockholm Monsters,
DJ Sneak,
T. Rex,
Pole,
Mary Jane Girls,
Shoche,
Kayak,
Black Flag,
Vainqueur,
The Gories,
Mars,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Techniques,
Todd Rundgren,
Public Enemy,
Eden Ahbez,
Cybotron,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Soul II Soul,
Popol Vuh,
Slave,
The Kinks,
Quantec,
The Buckinghams,
Khruangbin,
Kool Moe Dee,
Thompson Twins,
Radiohead,
Alphaville,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Archie Shepp,
Lower 48,
Easy Going,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pantaleimon,
The J.B.'s,
Jandek,
Mr. Review,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nirvana,
Michelle Simonal,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bauhaus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hasil Adkins,
Skriet,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Smiths,
The Fire Engines,
Shuggie Otis,
Scientists,
Roy Ayers,
Toni Rubio,
Model 500,
Royal Trux,
Eve St. Jones,
Janne Schatter,
Bootsy Collins,
Nico,
Index,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.