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 Senegal and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Alphaville to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All H. Thieme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
X-Ray Spex,
Reagan Youth,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eric Copeland,
Lou Christie,
Nick Fraelich,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marcia Griffiths,
Altered Images,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Durutti Column,
Gong,
Ossler,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
New Order,
Harry Pussy,
Faraquet,
Camouflage,
Crash Course in Science,
Rotary Connection,
Sonic Youth,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Skatalites,
Niagra,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mary Jane Girls,
Arthur Verocai,
Todd Rundgren,
Barrington Levy,
a-ha,
Graham Central Station,
Pussy Galore,
EPMD,
the Sonics,
Lalann,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ronan,
Scott Walker,
Easy Going,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fear,
Talk Talk,
The Motions,
The Moody Blues,
Glenn Branca,
Quando Quango,
Don Cherry,
Moebius,
Howard Jones,
Althea and Donna,
Curtis Mayfield,
Unwound,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kurtis Blow,
Gichy Dan,
The Doors,
KRS-One,
The Mummies,
The Gap Band,
Mandrill,
cv313,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.