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 Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the theremin 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 New Order to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ultravox,
The Toasters,
Matthew Halsall,
Country Teasers,
Procol Harum,
Au Pairs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
X-101,
Peter & Gordon,
Amon Düül,
Public Enemy,
Niagra,
Nas,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Martian,
The Mummies,
New Order,
June Days,
The Young Rascals,
Black Flag,
Panda Bear,
Saccharine Trust,
KRS-One,
One Last Wish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gories,
Idris Muhammad,
Unrelated Segments,
The Skatalites,
LL Cool J,
B.T. Express,
Johnny Osbourne,
Young Marble Giants,
Letta Mbulu,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Zeros,
The Wake,
Hoover,
Lyres,
Supertramp,
Excepter,
Marcia Griffiths,
Television Personalities,
Piero Umiliani,
Cecil Taylor,
In Retrospect,
Susan Cadogan,
Ultra Naté,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Darondo,
Aaron Thompson,
The Fugs,
MDC,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ronan,
Visage,
Ken Boothe,
Model 500,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.