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 Slovakia and from Beijing.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 R.M.O. to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Crispy Ambulance,
Flash Fearless,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scan 7,
The Black Dice,
Scrapy,
Maleditus Sound,
Unwound,
Lightning Bolt,
The Techniques,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Desert Stars,
The Walker Brothers,
L. Decosne,
Hashim,
Jerry's Kids,
Nas,
Skaos,
Crooked Eye,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Index,
Inner City,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Cowsills,
The Fortunes,
Arcadia,
Tears for Fears,
Audionom,
Yaz,
Janne Schatter,
Altered Images,
Robert Görl,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gerry Rafferty,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Howard Jones,
Barry Ungar,
ABBA,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Leaves,
Swell Maps,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
June of 44,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Brick,
Sister Nancy,
Y Pants,
Laurel Aitken,
FM Einheit,
Thee Headcoats,
Blancmange,
The Fugs,
The Five Americans,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Schoolly D,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Hasil Adkins,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.