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 Portugal and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Madrid.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Monks to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Wings,
Rhythm & Sound,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Wire,
The Red Krayola,
Godley & Creme,
John Holt,
In Retrospect,
Ludus,
B.T. Express,
Alice Coltrane,
The Five Americans,
The Modern Lovers,
Swans,
Television,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Index,
X-Ray Spex,
John Lydon,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Vainqueur,
The Dave Clark Five,
La Düsseldorf,
Harmonia,
Surgeon,
Bobby Sherman,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Barry Ungar,
Bob Dylan,
The Zeros,
Peter & Gordon,
Drexciya,
Marshall Jefferson,
Throbbing Gristle,
Hasil Adkins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Barbara Tucker,
Anakelly,
Robert Wyatt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pere Ubu,
Marine Girls,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Doors,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kurtis Blow,
Tim Buckley,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Warsaw,
Massinfluence,
The Wake,
The Pop Group,
The Monks,
Blake Baxter,
John Coltrane,
Intrusion,
Erasure,
Juan Atkins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Arcadia,
Mandrill,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.