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 Norway and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Brick to the punk 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 Slits. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Bar-Kays,
Marmalade,
Alice Coltrane,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pole,
Das Ding,
Lungfish,
Anakelly,
Kool Moe Dee,
Juan Atkins,
Sight & Sound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
DJ Sneak,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rites of Spring,
Faust,
Black Pus,
Bush Tetras,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jerry's Kids,
The Smiths,
Joe Smooth,
Grauzone,
MDC,
Crooked Eye,
Wasted Youth,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fad Gadget,
Harmonia,
Lou Reed,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pharoah Sanders,
Todd Terry,
Sällskapet,
Los Fastidios,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Associates,
Marine Girls,
Easy Going,
Ten City,
Y Pants,
Eurythmics,
Radiopuhelimet,
Von Mondo,
AZ,
Nik Kershaw,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Skarface,
Q and Not U,
L. Decosne,
Depeche Mode,
Parry Music,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Clear Light,
Deakin,
Patti Smith,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Cybotron,
Bad Manners,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.