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 Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fugazi to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Inner City,
Scratch Acid,
Scrapy,
The Victims,
The Birthday Party,
David Bowie,
OOIOO,
The Motions,
Accadde A,
The Residents,
X-Ray Spex,
Connie Case,
Yaz,
The Beau Brummels,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Slits,
Kayak,
The Sound,
Bad Manners,
The Trojans,
8 Eyed Spy,
Patti Smith,
Andrew Hill,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
MDC,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Monochrome Set,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Nils Olav,
Essential Logic,
the Germs,
Todd Terry,
Sugar Minott,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Intrusion,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Visage,
The Divine Comedy,
Slave,
Blancmange,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bauhaus,
Infiniti,
The Slits,
Desert Stars,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
X-101,
Average White Band,
New Order,
The Cowsills,
Nick Fraelich,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Associates,
Fela Kuti,
Wally Richardson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fatback Band,
The Angels of Light,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.