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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 snare 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the electroclash 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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultra Naté record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Bad Manners,
Bill Near,
The Doors,
The Leaves,
EPMD,
Television Personalities,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Slave,
Eli Mardock,
Half Japanese,
The Star Department,
Grauzone,
The Monochrome Set,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Gun Club,
Junior Murvin,
Soft Cell,
Jacques Brel,
Delta 5,
Popol Vuh,
Aloha Tigers,
MC5,
Rod Modell,
Q65,
The Saints,
The New Christs,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Robert Hood,
Nico,
LL Cool J,
Easy Going,
Alison Limerick,
Flash Fearless,
Television,
Blake Baxter,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dual Sessions,
Bluetip,
Blancmange,
The Fall,
Fatback Band,
Warsaw,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sonic Youth,
Section 25,
Mantronix,
8 Eyed Spy,
Neu!,
The Velvet Underground,
Faust,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Names,
Erykah Badu,
Derrick Morgan,
Jeff Mills,
Ludus,
Rakim,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.