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 Laos and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 punk 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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC 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?
Severed Heads,
Sexual Harrassment,
Nils Olav,
Barclay James Harvest,
Chris Corsano,
T.S.O.L.,
David McCallum,
Easy Going,
Vladislav Delay,
Eli Mardock,
Cheater Slicks,
Black Flag,
B.T. Express,
Spoonie Gee,
Alison Limerick,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quando Quango,
Ronan,
Japan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Patti Smith,
Juan Atkins,
Sugar Minott,
X-102,
Rapeman,
Excepter,
Flamin' Groovies,
Skaos,
Robert Görl,
Yusef Lateef,
Los Fastidios,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Banda Bassotti,
Gang Green,
The Doobie Brothers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Absolute Body Control,
The Dead C,
Iggy Pop,
Agent Orange,
The Monochrome Set,
Letta Mbulu,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Gun Club,
The Move,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Aswad,
Desert Stars,
The Wake,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kas Product,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Cymande,
The Music Machine,
New Order,
the Association,
Magazine,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Derrick May,
Inner City,
Grandmaster Flash,
Radio Birdman,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.