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 Botswana and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tehran.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Jawbox to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barry Ungar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
The Music Machine,
The Residents,
Charles Mingus,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Oblivians,
The Monks,
Soft Machine,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fatback Band,
Derrick May,
Monolake,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Pretty Things,
LL Cool J,
Duran Duran,
the Association,
The Victims,
Ronan,
Sister Nancy,
Qualms,
Pantytec,
John Foxx,
Bobby Sherman,
Technova,
F. McDonald,
The Young Rascals,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
K-Klass,
Mr. Review,
Bootsy Collins,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Basic Channel,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Fugs,
Gil Scott Heron,
China Crisis,
Neil Young,
Mary Jane Girls,
Wasted Youth,
Buzzcocks,
Malaria!,
The Motions,
Nils Olav,
The Raincoats,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Leaves,
Ohio Players,
Glambeats Corp.,
Unwound,
Bobby Womack,
Chris & Cosey,
Nick Fraelich,
Gang Starr,
Pole,
Von Mondo,
Masters at Work,
Neu!,
Bobby Byrd,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nirvana,
Half Japanese,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.