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 Taiwan and from Tokyo.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Sound to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Davy DMX,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Cowsills,
Chrome,
Metal Thangz,
Cymande,
Minor Threat,
Swell Maps,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Harry Pussy,
Jacob Miller,
Pantytec,
Matthew Bourne,
X-Ray Spex,
the Germs,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Yazoo,
Rufus Thomas,
Fear,
MDC,
Marmalade,
Supertramp,
Ludus,
Bizarre Inc.,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lou Reed,
Youth Brigade,
Dave Gahan,
Danielle Patucci,
Amazonics,
Underground Resistance,
Ponytail,
Television,
The Tremeloes,
Freddie Wadling,
The United States of America,
John Foxx,
Black Moon,
Hot Snakes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Buckinghams,
Massinfluence,
The Cramps,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Monolake,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Faust,
Cameo,
The Walker Brothers,
David Bowie,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
DNA,
Desert Stars,
Arthur Verocai,
the Fania All-Stars,
Neu!,
Deakin,
Model 500,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.