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 Mali 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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Portland.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Pantaleimon to the disco 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
H. Thieme,
Jerry's Kids,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Boz Scaggs,
Letta Mbulu,
The Moleskins,
The Red Krayola,
Bill Wells,
Swell Maps,
cv313,
Q65,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Young Rascals,
Scratch Acid,
The Sonics,
Charles Mingus,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sight & Sound,
a-ha,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Isaac Hayes,
Smog,
Ultimate Spinach,
Susan Cadogan,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Iggy Pop,
Adolescents,
Clear Light,
Public Image Ltd.,
Darondo,
Camberwell Now,
Scan 7,
Funky Four + One,
the Swans,
Television Personalities,
Johnny Clarke,
Gil Scott Heron,
Joensuu 1685,
Minny Pops,
Dave Gahan,
Scientists,
Pole,
Sparks,
Nico,
The Victims,
Symarip,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Derrick May,
These Immortal Souls,
Depeche Mode,
Das Ding,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Visage,
Minor Threat,
John Lydon,
Laurel Aitken,
Rufus Thomas,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Godley & Creme,
Black Moon,
the Association,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.