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 Slovenia and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Eric Copeland to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Dennis Brown,
Soft Cell,
Main Source,
The Gladiators,
Amon Düül II,
Quantec,
Boredoms,
James White and The Blacks,
Wire,
Bizarre Inc.,
Neil Young,
The Trojans,
The Monochrome Set,
The Dead C,
B.T. Express,
Duran Duran,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
KRS-One,
Glenn Branca,
Icehouse,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Subhumans,
Blake Baxter,
Rufus Thomas,
T.S.O.L.,
Joy Division,
Jandek,
ABBA,
The Remains,
Silicon Teens,
Gichy Dan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tears for Fears,
Guru Guru,
Johnny Osbourne,
Saccharine Trust,
Avey Tare,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
MC5,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eden Ahbez,
Television Personalities,
Cluster,
Bronski Beat,
Aural Exciters,
Fad Gadget,
Jacob Miller,
Swell Maps,
Zero Boys,
Organ,
Kenny Larkin,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
FM Einheit,
The Victims,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.