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 Tonga and from Woodstock.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bluetip 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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
One Last Wish,
CMW,
a-ha,
Lyres,
Los Fastidios,
Stetsasonic,
Lucky Dragons,
Von Mondo,
Suburban Knight,
Shoche,
The Selecter,
Traffic Nightmare,
F. McDonald,
Das Ding,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Pretty Things,
The Associates,
Slick Rick,
Susan Cadogan,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Mojo Men,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sparks,
Y Pants,
Wings,
Soul II Soul,
Aaron Thompson,
Tomorrow,
Jimmy McGriff,
Peter and Kerry,
The Doobie Brothers,
Icehouse,
Fad Gadget,
The Cramps,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Soft Cell,
Siglo XX,
Make Up,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Trojans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wire,
Aswad,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Minny Pops,
Stereo Dub,
X-102,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lalo Schifrin,
U.S. Maple,
Scientists,
X-101,
The Smoke,
The Human League,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alison Limerick,
Gang Starr,
Eve St. Jones,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.