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 Costa Rica and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Al Stewart to the punk 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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
Jacques Brel,
Sister Nancy,
Matthew Halsall,
Minor Threat,
Jeff Mills,
The Standells,
Dark Day,
Nik Kershaw,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tomorrow,
Mandrill,
Jesper Dahlback,
Matthew Bourne,
Hot Snakes,
Parry Music,
Bob Dylan,
The Black Dice,
ABC,
Dual Sessions,
Youth Brigade,
Altered Images,
Circle Jerks,
Con Funk Shun,
The Buckinghams,
The Names,
Spoonie Gee,
Nils Olav,
Panda Bear,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Faust,
Livin' Joy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tommy Roe,
Dave Gahan,
New York Dolls,
Derrick Morgan,
Quadrant,
Surgeon,
Loose Ends,
Jandek,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cybotron,
Boredoms,
Von Mondo,
Bauhaus,
Bush Tetras,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
EPMD,
Rotary Connection,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lyres,
Gang Green,
DJ Sneak,
Duran Duran,
Deakin,
U.S. Maple,
Crime,
Cecil Taylor,
Cheater Slicks,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.