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 South Sudan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Iggy Pop to the disco 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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Interpol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
CMW,
Au Pairs,
Underground Resistance,
Marshall Jefferson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bobbi Humphrey,
David Axelrod,
the Swans,
Ken Boothe,
Lakeside,
Suicide,
Bluetip,
The Cure,
The Mojo Men,
Amon Düül,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pierre Henry,
Massinfluence,
Scientists,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fugazi,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Motions,
Television,
Hoover,
Frankie Knuckles,
Excepter,
Jeff Lynne,
Marvin Gaye,
Camberwell Now,
Duran Duran,
Blossom Toes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
K-Klass,
Cheater Slicks,
Laurel Aitken,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Barry Ungar,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
D'Angelo,
John Foxx,
Dave Gahan,
Aaron Thompson,
John Coltrane,
Y Pants,
Barbara Tucker,
Neil Young,
Gastr Del Sol,
David McCallum,
The Real Kids,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Angels of Light,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nick Fraelich,
Theoretical Girls,
Spandau Ballet,
The Walker Brothers,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.