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 Afghanistan and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Glasgow.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Vogues to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Crash Course in Science,
Matthew Halsall,
Cheater Slicks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Television Personalities,
Neu!,
The Cowsills,
Suburban Knight,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Thompson Twins,
The Gun Club,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kayak,
June Days,
Amazonics,
The Saints,
The Mummies,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Juan Atkins,
The Cure,
Carl Craig,
The Golliwogs,
Black Sheep,
Terry Callier,
Dead Boys,
ABBA,
New Order,
Absolute Body Control,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gichy Dan,
Tom Boy,
kango's stein massive,
Deadbeat,
Black Flag,
Bobby Sherman,
Steve Hackett,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eden Ahbez,
The Mojo Men,
Essential Logic,
Vainqueur,
David McCallum,
James White and The Blacks,
The Count Five,
The Trojans,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Five Americans,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Niagra,
Quadrant,
a-ha,
L. Decosne,
Charles Mingus,
Blossom Toes,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.