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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Accra.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Mr. Review to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
The Trojans,
Clear Light,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
John Foxx,
Wire,
Charles Mingus,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fugazi,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gregory Isaacs,
Icehouse,
Moebius,
Au Pairs,
Moss Icon,
Make Up,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tears for Fears,
Rotary Connection,
Boz Scaggs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Average White Band,
Lakeside,
Juan Atkins,
Schoolly D,
Lightning Bolt,
the Human League,
Youth Brigade,
Chris & Cosey,
Flipper,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gichy Dan,
The Invisible,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Dead C,
Amon Düül,
Wally Richardson,
X-101,
cv313,
Ken Boothe,
The Black Dice,
Reuben Wilson,
Scion,
Jacques Brel,
Nik Kershaw,
Cameo,
The Red Krayola,
Rites of Spring,
Soul Sonic Force,
Das Ding,
AZ,
The Five Americans,
B.T. Express,
Suicide,
Sight & Sound,
kango's stein massive,
Cecil Taylor,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
New Order,
Minny Pops,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.