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 Sudan and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Soft Cell to the crunk 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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
Vainqueur,
Slick Rick,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dead Boys,
Organ,
Gang Gang Dance,
Underground Resistance,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Derrick Morgan,
The Vogues,
Aswad,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amon Düül II,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Happenings,
Easy Going,
Derrick May,
Lou Christie,
Kerrie Biddell,
Youth Brigade,
The Detroit Cobras,
Cameo,
Anakelly,
UT,
Jandek,
The Gun Club,
The American Breed,
EPMD,
Freddie Wadling,
The Names,
The Star Department,
Sight & Sound,
Half Japanese,
Radiopuhelimet,
Schoolly D,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hashim,
cv313,
La Düsseldorf,
Rites of Spring,
Cluster,
Jeff Mills,
Chrome,
Bizarre Inc.,
Saccharine Trust,
Mad Mike,
Heaven 17,
Bobby Sherman,
Andrew Hill,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Monolake,
Silicon Teens,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Minny Pops,
Radio Birdman,
Skaos,
B.T. Express,
Howard Jones,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.