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 Iceland and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Nico to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Vladislav Delay,
Henry Cow,
Steve Hackett,
Q65,
Babytalk,
Dawn Penn,
Yaz,
Outsiders,
Spoonie Gee,
Bill Near,
The Martian,
The Busters,
Skaos,
Loose Ends,
Tears for Fears,
Leonard Cohen,
Deepchord,
Panda Bear,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Danielle Patucci,
the Normal,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Crispy Ambulance,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Howard Jones,
Smog,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
John Lydon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Slackers,
Matthew Halsall,
Yellowson,
Country Teasers,
Mars,
Archie Shepp,
Severed Heads,
Rakim,
Thompson Twins,
Television,
Crime,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mantronix,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Spandau Ballet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Residents,
The Monks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Absolute Body Control,
Eve St. Jones,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
JFA,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bootsy Collins,
The Music Machine,
the Slits,
The Gun Club,
Lakeside,
David Axelrod,
Arthur Verocai,
Gastr Del Sol,
John Cale,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.