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 France and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Glasgow.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Franke 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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Nik Kershaw,
Wings,
The Zeros,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Black Bananas,
Au Pairs,
Ituana,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Modern Lovers,
Andrew Hill,
Man Eating Sloth,
Crash Course in Science,
Desert Stars,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Popol Vuh,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bootsy Collins,
MDC,
Ossler,
The Gap Band,
June Days,
Scan 7,
Alison Limerick,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Roxette,
Intrusion,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Swans,
The Slits,
Anthony Braxton,
Sarah Menescal,
Crime,
Nils Olav,
K-Klass,
Aswad,
The Golliwogs,
Zapp,
Neu!,
Interpol,
D'Angelo,
The Fire Engines,
Surgeon,
X-101,
Joe Smooth,
Lebanon Hanover,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Girls At Our Best!,
Toni Rubio,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jacques Brel,
Youth Brigade,
Jandek,
Aaron Thompson,
The Pop Group,
Stiv Bators,
Public Image Ltd.,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Matthew Halsall,
Malaria!,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.