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 Slovakia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Buzzcocks to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
The Offenders,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eddi Front,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scion,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Grass Roots,
Minutemen,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Tremeloes,
Robert Hood,
Dorothy Ashby,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Leonard Cohen,
Slick Rick,
Steve Hackett,
China Crisis,
Mars,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pussy Galore,
Donny Hathaway,
L. Decosne,
Skriet,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Moebius,
Liliput,
Nico,
The J.B.'s,
Hasil Adkins,
Popol Vuh,
Don Cherry,
Wolf Eyes,
The Smiths,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ice-T,
Bang On A Can,
Nik Kershaw,
Josef K,
Harmonia,
Talk Talk,
Rakim,
The Stooges,
Unrelated Segments,
Al Stewart,
Kurtis Blow,
The Fire Engines,
Eurythmics,
The Litter,
Oblivians,
Electric Prunes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Suicide,
Hardrive,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Amazonics,
The Walker Brothers,
Tears for Fears,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
La Düsseldorf,
Anthony Braxton,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Index,
The Alarm Clocks,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.