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 Uganda and from Glasgow.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Edmonton.
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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Shadows of Knight to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Ultra Naté,
The Standells,
Mantronix,
Amon Düül II,
Japan,
Pantytec,
Robert Görl,
Quando Quango,
Franke,
Essential Logic,
Yazoo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pantaleimon,
Piero Umiliani,
F. McDonald,
Lindisfarne,
E-Dancer,
Lalann,
Faust,
Au Pairs,
the Human League,
Aloha Tigers,
Suburban Knight,
Todd Terry,
Neu!,
John Lydon,
Q65,
Wire,
The Victims,
Section 25,
Pussy Galore,
Kaleidoscope,
David Bowie,
Marvin Gaye,
PIL,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Urselle,
Ossler,
the Soft Cell,
cv313,
Amazonics,
Charles Mingus,
The Gories,
Eric Copeland,
Young Marble Giants,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ralphi Rosario,
The J.B.'s,
Leonard Cohen,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Roxy Music,
Buzzcocks,
Brick,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Arab on Radar,
The Tremeloes,
Guru Guru,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.