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 Sweden and from Madrid.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Depeche Mode to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Swans,
Aaron Thompson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sun City Girls,
Jawbox,
Eddi Front,
Marvin Gaye,
Pylon,
Young Marble Giants,
Boz Scaggs,
The Remains,
DNA,
CMW,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Prince Buster,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Pretty Things,
Talk Talk,
The Doobie Brothers,
Janne Schatter,
Ossler,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sonic Youth,
Sight & Sound,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Nik Kershaw,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Brothers Johnson,
The Smiths,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Loose Ends,
Joe Finger,
Jacob Miller,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wings,
Surgeon,
Kerrie Biddell,
Little Man,
Arthur Verocai,
Max Romeo,
Negative Approach,
Kayak,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Flipper,
Peter and Kerry,
Subhumans,
Amon Düül,
The Searchers,
Alphaville,
Todd Terry,
Kurtis Blow,
Outsiders,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bizarre Inc.,
Minny Pops,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.