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 Sweden and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Scientists to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ossler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
The Walker Brothers,
Hardrive,
Scratch Acid,
Suburban Knight,
PIL,
New Order,
The Young Rascals,
The Cure,
Derrick Morgan,
Scrapy,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Buckinghams,
Radio Birdman,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Second Layer,
Matthew Bourne,
Leonard Cohen,
The Tremeloes,
Tommy Roe,
Oneida,
Porter Ricks,
The Offenders,
The Real Kids,
Main Source,
Animal Collective,
Model 500,
Black Flag,
Sexual Harrassment,
Alphaville,
Bad Manners,
Bobby Sherman,
Robert Hood,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Smog,
The Stooges,
Harpers Bizarre,
Underground Resistance,
Skaos,
Babytalk,
Maurizio,
Quadrant,
The Slackers,
Erykah Badu,
Bill Wells,
Khruangbin,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Charles Mingus,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Barclay James Harvest,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Matthew Halsall,
Delta 5,
Heaven 17,
The Motions,
Chris Corsano,
Lungfish,
Susan Cadogan,
The Human League,
Idris Muhammad,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.