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 Marshall Islands and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio 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?
Althea and Donna,
Moby Grape,
Ohio Players,
Surgeon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
David Bowie,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Sonics,
The Durutti Column,
Scan 7,
Neu!,
Livin' Joy,
The Moody Blues,
Lalann,
Ludus,
Alison Limerick,
Pylon,
Wolf Eyes,
Make Up,
David Axelrod,
Albert Ayler,
New Age Steppers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Talk Talk,
The Zeros,
Glenn Branca,
Iggy Pop,
Skarface,
The Cure,
Alice Coltrane,
The Cramps,
Spandau Ballet,
Dave Gahan,
New Order,
Arcadia,
Suicide,
Gang of Four,
Davy DMX,
The Barracudas,
The Names,
The Red Krayola,
The Electric Prunes,
Todd Terry,
Sonic Youth,
X-101,
Skaos,
Graham Central Station,
Black Flag,
Pere Ubu,
The Remains,
Boogie Down Productions,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Minutemen,
Grandmaster Flash,
Quando Quango,
Ralphi Rosario,
One Last Wish,
LL Cool J,
ABC,
Newcleus,
Infiniti,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.