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 Belgium and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 theremin 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 The Detroit Cobras to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Loose Ends,
Eden Ahbez,
Tommy Roe,
Neil Young,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Bar-Kays,
The Sound,
These Immortal Souls,
Idris Muhammad,
Dual Sessions,
Al Stewart,
Man Eating Sloth,
Index,
Pulsallama,
The Shadows of Knight,
Absolute Body Control,
Skaos,
Section 25,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Grey Daturas,
Warren Ellis,
Lee Hazlewood,
Reagan Youth,
Thompson Twins,
Newcleus,
Chris & Cosey,
Average White Band,
Eurythmics,
Swell Maps,
The Techniques,
Hasil Adkins,
Television,
Mo-Dettes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Star Department,
The Fuzztones,
Ronan,
This Heat,
Second Layer,
MDC,
Tears for Fears,
Zapp,
The Blackbyrds,
Sällskapet,
The Divine Comedy,
Man Parrish,
Joy Division,
the Slits,
The Gap Band,
Eli Mardock,
Grandmaster Flash,
Juan Atkins,
Roy Ayers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Pretty Things,
Soul II Soul,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gang Starr,
Tim Buckley,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.