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 San Marino and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 linndrum 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 Thompson Twins to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Oppenheimer Analysis. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Freddie Wadling,
Newcleus,
Bootsy Collins,
T.S.O.L.,
Susan Cadogan,
Outsiders,
Skarface,
Lalann,
Talk Talk,
Porter Ricks,
Cybotron,
Rosa Yemen,
Black Sheep,
Ornette Coleman,
Tubeway Army,
Aaron Thompson,
The Real Kids,
Monks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Subhumans,
Babytalk,
F. McDonald,
Howard Jones,
The Doobie Brothers,
Spoonie Gee,
Blancmange,
Todd Rundgren,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rotary Connection,
Gang Gang Dance,
kango's stein massive,
The Offenders,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Half Japanese,
Avey Tare,
Wolf Eyes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
James White and The Blacks,
Anthony Braxton,
Ultra Naté,
Barbara Tucker,
The Seeds,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Five Americans,
John Foxx,
Davy DMX,
Kaleidoscope,
Rufus Thomas,
Reuben Wilson,
The Fall,
The Velvet Underground,
Slick Rick,
Gichy Dan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kurtis Blow,
The Motions,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Television Personalities,
The Doors,
Laurel Aitken,
The Skatalites,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.