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 Kenya and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 John Lydon to the disco 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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
The New Christs,
Reagan Youth,
Roy Ayers,
Echospace,
Visage,
Pole,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Arab on Radar,
Bootsy Collins,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Half Japanese,
Agitation Free,
Essential Logic,
Cluster,
Man Parrish,
Max Romeo,
Ossler,
The Five Americans,
Lungfish,
Pierre Henry,
Juan Atkins,
Gastr Del Sol,
Goldenarms,
Theoretical Girls,
Interpol,
Chris & Cosey,
Gong,
Gil Scott Heron,
Das Ding,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Young Rascals,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nirvana,
The Sound,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Outsiders,
Morten Harket,
Amon Düül,
The Trojans,
the Human League,
Sugar Minott,
Procol Harum,
Sight & Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Scott Walker,
Eli Mardock,
Harpers Bizarre,
John Foxx,
Fluxion,
Fear,
The Velvet Underground,
Junior Murvin,
Maurizio,
Skriet,
Basic Channel,
Stockholm Monsters,
Kas Product,
The Seeds,
Black Pus,
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Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.