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 Kuwait and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manila.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Scott Walker to the disco 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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Blossom Toes,
Marmalade,
The Remains,
Rakim,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Babytalk,
Lakeside,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Hoover,
Joensuu 1685,
The Victims,
Pagans,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Anakelly,
The Moleskins,
Absolute Body Control,
Thompson Twins,
World's Most,
Dennis Brown,
Khruangbin,
The Leaves,
Outsiders,
Unrelated Segments,
Al Stewart,
Stereo Dub,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Stockholm Monsters,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Amon Düül,
The Doors,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Los Fastidios,
Thee Headcoats,
Royal Trux,
Quantec,
Kayak,
The Barracudas,
Ken Boothe,
Camberwell Now,
Rod Modell,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Althea and Donna,
Yusef Lateef,
Echospace,
The Slits,
Tom Boy,
The Golliwogs,
Flamin' Groovies,
Soulsonic Force,
Ituana,
Accadde A,
Sex Pistols,
The Litter,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
F. McDonald,
Rotary Connection,
Traffic Nightmare,
Vladislav Delay,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.