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 Bolivia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 theremin 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 The Moleskins to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse 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 an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Popol Vuh,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Infiniti,
Unrelated Segments,
Minor Threat,
Godley & Creme,
The Leaves,
Lalann,
One Last Wish,
Half Japanese,
Howard Jones,
The Young Rascals,
Pantytec,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pussy Galore,
Roxy Music,
Neil Young,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Mr. Review,
Echospace,
Rites of Spring,
The Dead C,
Mad Mike,
Danielle Patucci,
Harry Pussy,
Ronnie Foster,
David Axelrod,
Sparks,
Tommy Roe,
Harmonia,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Spoonie Gee,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ituana,
Erykah Badu,
Blake Baxter,
R.M.O.,
Matthew Halsall,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Livin' Joy,
Kas Product,
Roxette,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bobby Womack,
Negative Approach,
Gang Starr,
Todd Rundgren,
Drexciya,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Magma,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Aural Exciters,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Public Enemy,
Josef K,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.