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 Ireland and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 spring reverb 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 Janne Schatter to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Blake Baxter,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
FM Einheit,
Audionom,
Boogie Down Productions,
EPMD,
Vladislav Delay,
New Age Steppers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Model 500,
Alphaville,
The Dirtbombs,
The Birthday Party,
Flamin' Groovies,
Eddi Front,
The Human League,
Juan Atkins,
The Gladiators,
The Fugs,
Index,
The Velvet Underground,
Steve Hackett,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Move,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Sisters of Mercy,
In Retrospect,
MDC,
Fluxion,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Q and Not U,
Unrelated Segments,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Easy Going,
Little Man,
Bauhaus,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Moebius,
China Crisis,
Lower 48,
Gong,
Arcadia,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Soft Machine,
Drexciya,
Wings,
Bronski Beat,
Marshall Jefferson,
Howard Jones,
Duran Duran,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Anakelly,
World's Most,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
cv313,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sun City Girls,
Janne Schatter,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.