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 Qatar and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 snare 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 Godley & Creme to the disco 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 Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
John Holt,
K-Klass,
Minny Pops,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ituana,
Reuben Wilson,
Hashim,
Echospace,
Livin' Joy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bauhaus,
Tomorrow,
X-Ray Spex,
Sparks,
Wire,
Khruangbin,
The Knickerbockers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Robert Hood,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Human League,
Black Bananas,
Guru Guru,
Juan Atkins,
Kas Product,
Michelle Simonal,
Procol Harum,
Mad Mike,
Soft Cell,
Hot Snakes,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stereo Dub,
The Associates,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Loose Ends,
Eli Mardock,
New York Dolls,
Flipper,
Barbara Tucker,
Von Mondo,
The Offenders,
Joy Division,
Iggy Pop,
PIL,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ten City,
Bush Tetras,
Mantronix,
Television Personalities,
Deepchord,
FM Einheit,
L. Decosne,
Glenn Branca,
Freddie Wadling,
Charles Mingus,
In Retrospect,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.