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 Germany and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 snare 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 Hardrive to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Fad Gadget,
Slick Rick,
a-ha,
Rosa Yemen,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Interpol,
Make Up,
Jawbox,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Robert Görl,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ituana,
The Gladiators,
Saccharine Trust,
The Sonics,
Spandau Ballet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Adolescents,
The Cramps,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Piero Umiliani,
Infiniti,
Sandy B,
the Slits,
The Associates,
Flash Fearless,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Colin Newman,
Kas Product,
Marine Girls,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Peter and Kerry,
the Fania All-Stars,
Unwound,
Slave,
Black Pus,
The Index,
Ponytail,
DJ Sneak,
Mary Jane Girls,
Magazine,
Don Cherry,
Sight & Sound,
the Germs,
Severed Heads,
James White and The Blacks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Alphaville,
Altered Images,
Alton Ellis,
Gang of Four,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Supertramp,
Pantaleimon,
Essential Logic,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.