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 China and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 sitar 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 Organ to the techno 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
MDC,
Television,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bootsy Collins,
James White and The Blacks,
Roy Ayers,
Mr. Review,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pantaleimon,
Hasil Adkins,
The Trojans,
Japan,
Excepter,
Barry Ungar,
Outsiders,
One Last Wish,
Blake Baxter,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Black Dice,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Negative Approach,
Bronski Beat,
Tres Demented,
Michelle Simonal,
Prince Buster,
Nirvana,
Sonic Youth,
Delta 5,
Radiohead,
Tom Boy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Camberwell Now,
The Fuzztones,
David Axelrod,
Nas,
Main Source,
Stetsasonic,
The Human League,
The Saints,
Darondo,
Ten City,
Fugazi,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
OOIOO,
Little Man,
This Heat,
Saccharine Trust,
the Sonics,
Black Flag,
Mandrill,
The Last Poets,
Jeff Lynne,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Section 25,
KRS-One,
New Order,
Parry Music,
Sex Pistols,
Wally Richardson,
Tommy Roe,
Gil Scott Heron,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.