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 Latvia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the punk 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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
The Electric Prunes,
MC5,
EPMD,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Drexciya,
Harpers Bizarre,
Essential Logic,
Tim Buckley,
Average White Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
Alphaville,
Cal Tjader,
Sixth Finger,
The Buckinghams,
Ultra Naté,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Morten Harket,
the Bar-Kays,
Alison Limerick,
Brand Nubian,
L. Decosne,
Hasil Adkins,
Amon Düül,
Parry Music,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ralphi Rosario,
CMW,
Fluxion,
Crash Course in Science,
Pet Shop Boys,
X-101,
Rekid,
Accadde A,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Slackers,
Derrick Morgan,
Tubeway Army,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
R.M.O.,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Techniques,
Make Up,
H. Thieme,
Joy Division,
Archie Shepp,
Bauhaus,
June Days,
Gong,
Ludus,
Technova,
Arcadia,
The Doobie Brothers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Max Romeo,
Franke,
Dead Boys,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Swell Maps,
Maleditus Sound,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Minny Pops,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.