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 Armenia and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar 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 Junior Murvin to the grunge 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Little Man,
Steve Hackett,
Easy Going,
The Doobie Brothers,
FM Einheit,
Silicon Teens,
John Holt,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jesper Dahlback,
K-Klass,
Sarah Menescal,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
A Certain Ratio,
The Techniques,
Second Layer,
Lalann,
Hoover,
Gong,
Barry Ungar,
The Cowsills,
ABC,
Dorothy Ashby,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lightning Bolt,
Metal Thangz,
Donald Byrd,
Smog,
Mad Mike,
cv313,
Gregory Isaacs,
Graham Central Station,
Alison Limerick,
Japan,
The United States of America,
Freddie Wadling,
Idris Muhammad,
Oneida,
Ronan,
Tres Demented,
The Gories,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eric B and Rakim,
Aswad,
Bobby Byrd,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sam Rivers,
Scion,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Spoonie Gee,
Amon Düül,
Lou Reed,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ultimate Spinach,
Agent Orange,
Althea and Donna,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Alton Ellis,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.