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 Croatia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Chic 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 Sexual Harrassment to the disco 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
OOIOO,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Boz Scaggs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pere Ubu,
Colin Newman,
Dead Boys,
The Beau Brummels,
Pole,
Reagan Youth,
Flamin' Groovies,
Warren Ellis,
Chris & Cosey,
Urselle,
Infiniti,
The Sonics,
the Normal,
Nas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tears for Fears,
Hasil Adkins,
Zero Boys,
Bob Dylan,
John Lydon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Marvin Gaye,
The Sound,
Soft Machine,
Mars,
PIL,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mo-Dettes,
DJ Style,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Sonics,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Bar-Kays,
Silicon Teens,
Nils Olav,
The Remains,
Chrome,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kerrie Biddell,
E-Dancer,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fugazi,
Michelle Simonal,
The Durutti Column,
Angry Samoans,
Charles Mingus,
8 Eyed Spy,
La Düsseldorf,
Sam Rivers,
Outsiders,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Janne Schatter,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.