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 Slovakia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Gang Starr to the rap 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Fat Boys,
Khruangbin,
Crash Course in Science,
Kayak,
The Divine Comedy,
Minor Threat,
The Standells,
Throbbing Gristle,
Buzzcocks,
The Sound,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ronan,
Dave Gahan,
Smog,
Au Pairs,
Jeff Mills,
Fear,
Rakim,
The Doobie Brothers,
kango's stein massive,
Lou Reed,
June of 44,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Aloha Tigers,
Robert Görl,
Sun Ra,
Harpers Bizarre,
Visage,
Quando Quango,
Sparks,
Tim Buckley,
Masters at Work,
Accadde A,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Human League,
The Index,
Zapp,
Heaven 17,
Make Up,
Skriet,
Unwound,
the Bar-Kays,
Joy Division,
CMW,
Morten Harket,
The Smiths,
Interpol,
Godley & Creme,
The Star Department,
Pussy Galore,
Groovy Waters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Black Sheep,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Glenn Branca,
Joey Negro,
The Skatalites,
Procol Harum,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.