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 Colombia and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 clarinet 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 Erasure to the electroclash 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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Aural Exciters,
Gang Green,
Babytalk,
Bob Dylan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Unwound,
Supertramp,
Y Pants,
Duran Duran,
OOIOO,
Agent Orange,
Darondo,
Dead Boys,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Peter and Kerry,
Ossler,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
David Axelrod,
Visage,
Rapeman,
Minutemen,
Tomorrow,
The Wake,
Nas,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ituana,
Faraquet,
James White and The Blacks,
Television Personalities,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Boredoms,
Tim Buckley,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Cramps,
Scott Walker,
Urselle,
The Sonics,
Chrome,
Bizarre Inc.,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Porter Ricks,
Stiv Bators,
Sixth Finger,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Michelle Simonal,
Spoonie Gee,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pole,
Audionom,
The Fire Engines,
Tears for Fears,
Danielle Patucci,
June Days,
the Swans,
Gang of Four,
The Selecter,
Andrew Hill,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gichy Dan,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.