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 Finland and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Cybotron to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
kango's stein massive,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
World's Most,
Duran Duran,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lalo Schifrin,
Tres Demented,
Wally Richardson,
Juan Atkins,
The Wake,
Popol Vuh,
Nils Olav,
Scratch Acid,
Shuggie Otis,
the Sonics,
Groovy Waters,
Black Sheep,
The Black Dice,
DJ Style,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Sonics,
Wings,
Harry Pussy,
Lightning Bolt,
LL Cool J,
Goldenarms,
OOIOO,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mary Jane Girls,
Graham Central Station,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
AZ,
Arcadia,
Au Pairs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
DJ Sneak,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Arab on Radar,
Toni Rubio,
Ossler,
Severed Heads,
The Cramps,
Darondo,
Country Teasers,
Radio Birdman,
Tubeway Army,
The Busters,
Altered Images,
Soft Machine,
Hardrive,
Jeff Mills,
The Fall,
Sparks,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
the Human League,
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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.