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 Algeria and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 organ 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 Public Enemy to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
The Monochrome Set,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Arab on Radar,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Peter & Gordon,
Ultimate Spinach,
Unwound,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sällskapet,
Lyres,
Michelle Simonal,
Sight & Sound,
Alice Coltrane,
Quantec,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kaleidoscope,
Chrome,
Susan Cadogan,
Minutemen,
Gang Green,
The American Breed,
R.M.O.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ponytail,
Godley & Creme,
Stereo Dub,
Boz Scaggs,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Mandrill,
Stiv Bators,
The Motions,
Gregory Isaacs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sarah Menescal,
Cymande,
Lucky Dragons,
Half Japanese,
Hardrive,
Ossler,
Lower 48,
The Last Poets,
Blossom Toes,
cv313,
Joy Division,
Henry Cow,
Yellowson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
In Retrospect,
Faraquet,
Intrusion,
Derrick Morgan,
Metal Thangz,
Absolute Body Control,
The Zeros,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.