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 Fiji and from Accra.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 arpeggiator 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 UT to the electroclash 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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Inner City,
Alice Coltrane,
Barry Ungar,
Wasted Youth,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jandek,
Nik Kershaw,
Flipper,
KRS-One,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
MDC,
Faraquet,
The Barracudas,
Warren Ellis,
The Zeros,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Amon Düül,
Von Mondo,
Fear,
The Raincoats,
The Angels of Light,
Masters at Work,
Unwound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Liliput,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Country Teasers,
Ohio Players,
Bobby Byrd,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Faust,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
David Axelrod,
The Gories,
Delta 5,
The Real Kids,
Vainqueur,
Matthew Bourne,
Colin Newman,
Ralphi Rosario,
Girls At Our Best!,
Janne Schatter,
Lightning Bolt,
Adolescents,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Erykah Badu,
Cal Tjader,
The Doors,
Khruangbin,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Last Poets,
Scrapy,
Goldenarms,
The Dirtbombs,
Joy Division,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Barbara Tucker,
The Fuzztones,
Pussy Galore,
One Last Wish,
Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange.
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.