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 Sudan and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 linndrum 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 Gregory Isaacs to the grunge 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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pylon,
Delta 5,
Joensuu 1685,
Monolake,
Gang Green,
Robert Hood,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tropical Tobacco,
Anthony Braxton,
Nils Olav,
The Buckinghams,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Gladiators,
Soft Machine,
48th St. Collective,
Freddie Wadling,
Quadrant,
Television Personalities,
Kaleidoscope,
D'Angelo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Magazine,
Angry Samoans,
Silicon Teens,
Cybotron,
Soft Cell,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Martian,
Joe Finger,
Lalann,
Vainqueur,
Dark Day,
Slave,
Joyce Sims,
Flash Fearless,
Motorama,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fear,
DNA,
The Names,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sparks,
Lindisfarne,
Iggy Pop,
The Index,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Harry Pussy,
Lee Hazlewood,
David McCallum,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
John Cale,
Khruangbin,
U.S. Maple,
Roxy Music,
Kerri Chandler,
MDC,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.