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 Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Yellowson to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
Gang of Four,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fat Boys,
The Invisible,
Rotary Connection,
The Velvet Underground,
Connie Case,
Sandy B,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Fuzztones,
Jacques Brel,
The Dave Clark Five,
Talk Talk,
Massinfluence,
Skarface,
Quadrant,
Technova,
The Knickerbockers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jawbox,
The Motions,
New York Dolls,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jacob Miller,
Erykah Badu,
Wasted Youth,
John Foxx,
Prince Buster,
One Last Wish,
Radiohead,
Sun City Girls,
Maurizio,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Agitation Free,
Morten Harket,
Goldenarms,
The Slackers,
Rod Modell,
Warsaw,
U.S. Maple,
World's Most,
The Misunderstood,
Magazine,
Ice-T,
Dawn Penn,
Wolf Eyes,
LL Cool J,
Television,
Patti Smith,
X-Ray Spex,
E-Dancer,
Sexual Harrassment,
Whodini,
Bush Tetras,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Flipper,
Althea and Donna,
Wire,
T.S.O.L.,
the Human League,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
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.