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 Djibouti and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pierre Henry to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
Kayak,
Joe Smooth,
Minor Threat,
Porter Ricks,
Kurtis Blow,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Minutemen,
Byron Stingily,
The Golliwogs,
The Music Machine,
Zapp,
Harpers Bizarre,
Joensuu 1685,
Excepter,
Funky Four + One,
Idris Muhammad,
Blake Baxter,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Cowsills,
Second Layer,
David Bowie,
Patti Smith,
Jeff Mills,
Soft Cell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pere Ubu,
Leonard Cohen,
The Monochrome Set,
Mantronix,
Jerry's Kids,
The Fuzztones,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bush Tetras,
Public Enemy,
Pole,
Anakelly,
Mission of Burma,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Black Flag,
Country Teasers,
Grauzone,
Robert Wyatt,
Gang of Four,
Visage,
Subhumans,
Scion,
The J.B.'s,
The Moleskins,
Radiopuhelimet,
Barbara Tucker,
Wasted Youth,
Barclay James Harvest,
Alphaville,
Tubeway Army,
Amon Düül,
John Foxx,
Negative Approach,
The Selecter,
Grey Daturas,
The Human League,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.