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 Jordan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New York Dolls,
Althea and Donna,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Reagan Youth,
Funkadelic,
Blossom Toes,
Eric Dolphy,
Swell Maps,
Jawbox,
Quando Quango,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Kinks,
Leonard Cohen,
Youth Brigade,
Yellowson,
The Walker Brothers,
Index,
Kurtis Blow,
Erykah Badu,
Interpol,
Cheater Slicks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Section 25,
Harpers Bizarre,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Vladislav Delay,
CMW,
Zero Boys,
Pierre Henry,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Basic Channel,
The Beau Brummels,
Mission of Burma,
James White and The Blacks,
Harry Pussy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Model 500,
Don Cherry,
Nik Kershaw,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Mary Jane Girls,
Scott Walker,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tropical Tobacco,
DNA,
Bobby Byrd,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Stereo Dub,
Cecil Taylor,
Henry Cow,
Half Japanese,
The Star Department,
The Monks,
Pole,
Panda Bear,
The Raincoats,
Amon Düül II,
Tubeway Army,
Mo-Dettes,
Popol Vuh,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.