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 New Zealand and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Todd Rundgren to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Spandau Ballet,
Dark Day,
Reagan Youth,
Popol Vuh,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Monks,
Derrick Morgan,
Tom Boy,
Negative Approach,
Kevin Saunderson,
Shuggie Otis,
Deepchord,
The Stooges,
Sonic Youth,
The Wake,
New York Dolls,
Essential Logic,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lindisfarne,
Soft Cell,
Crash Course in Science,
Metal Thangz,
Bill Near,
Stereo Dub,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jeff Mills,
Hot Snakes,
The Five Americans,
Max Romeo,
Danielle Patucci,
ABBA,
Peter and Kerry,
Joey Negro,
Joy Division,
Gang Starr,
Bauhaus,
the Germs,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Intrusion,
Minny Pops,
Eli Mardock,
Terry Callier,
The Techniques,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Brothers Johnson,
Wasted Youth,
The Fall,
Loose Ends,
Kas Product,
The American Breed,
The Black Dice,
The Count Five,
Fear,
Byron Stingily,
Jacques Brel,
Flamin' Groovies,
Excepter,
Moss Icon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.