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 Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Doors to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Glenn Branca,
Eric B and Rakim,
Toni Rubio,
DNA,
Television Personalities,
Warsaw,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Idris Muhammad,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Electric Prunes,
Marvin Gaye,
Rotary Connection,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Khruangbin,
Ice-T,
Neu!,
The Cramps,
Zero Boys,
Aaron Thompson,
Alton Ellis,
Gang Starr,
Depeche Mode,
Mary Jane Girls,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gong,
The Searchers,
Robert Hood,
The Fugs,
Drexciya,
Sugar Minott,
JFA,
Liliput,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Reagan Youth,
Warren Ellis,
Faust,
Jesper Dahlback,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Swell Maps,
Godley & Creme,
Youth Brigade,
The Busters,
Wasted Youth,
Soul II Soul,
X-Ray Spex,
Vladislav Delay,
Bill Near,
Thompson Twins,
Masters at Work,
Das Ding,
Grey Daturas,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
PIL,
The Slackers,
The Stooges,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Mad Mike,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jeff Lynne,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.