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 Spain and from Spokane.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Age Steppers to the rock 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 Theoretical Girls. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nas,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Circle Jerks,
New Age Steppers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Roxette,
Adolescents,
Ken Boothe,
Mars,
Los Fastidios,
Sugar Minott,
Delta 5,
Gang Green,
La Düsseldorf,
Davy DMX,
Blancmange,
PIL,
Schoolly D,
Thee Headcoats,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dave Gahan,
Glenn Branca,
Qualms,
Echospace,
China Crisis,
Ponytail,
Lee Hazlewood,
Hot Snakes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Skaos,
Pussy Galore,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Modern Lovers,
Neu!,
LL Cool J,
The Blues Magoos,
Gregory Isaacs,
Toni Rubio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Make Up,
Q65,
Siglo XX,
Crooked Eye,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Crime,
Robert Hood,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Offenders,
Scott Walker,
Albert Ayler,
Bad Manners,
Man Eating Sloth,
Swell Maps,
Scientists,
Trumans Water,
the Soft Cell,
Thompson Twins,
ABC,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.