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 Lebanon and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Minor Threat to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Peter & Gordon,
Bluetip,
Joey Negro,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
FM Einheit,
Magazine,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rapeman,
Althea and Donna,
Japan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Spoonie Gee,
Tears for Fears,
Quadrant,
Radio Birdman,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Motions,
Bush Tetras,
Livin' Joy,
Sandy B,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Radiopuhelimet,
Colin Newman,
Bobby Womack,
Loose Ends,
DJ Style,
Half Japanese,
Iggy Pop,
Neil Young,
Chris & Cosey,
Stiv Bators,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rotary Connection,
Arthur Verocai,
Scan 7,
Hardrive,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Fat Boys,
The Techniques,
The Fuzztones,
Patti Smith,
Harmonia,
Fluxion,
Sonny Sharrock,
Smog,
E-Dancer,
Eve St. Jones,
Joe Smooth,
Grey Daturas,
Nico,
Arcadia,
Avey Tare,
Barry Ungar,
Yaz,
Barrington Levy,
UT,
Jeff Mills,
a-ha,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.