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 Haiti and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Curtis Mayfield to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
The United States of America,
Iggy Pop,
The Saints,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Zapp,
Saccharine Trust,
Sun Ra,
Neil Young,
Bill Near,
John Lydon,
Hoover,
Arthur Verocai,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gichy Dan,
The Gladiators,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Josef K,
Sugar Minott,
Tubeway Army,
Joey Negro,
Alton Ellis,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kevin Saunderson,
Magma,
Darondo,
Surgeon,
Rotary Connection,
The New Christs,
Niagra,
The Blackbyrds,
Shoche,
Amazonics,
The Dirtbombs,
Drexciya,
Nils Olav,
Jeff Mills,
Andrew Hill,
Lyres,
the Swans,
The Birthday Party,
Howard Jones,
Moebius,
Reagan Youth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
DNA,
Minutemen,
Eric B and Rakim,
Susan Cadogan,
Mr. Review,
Freddie Wadling,
Basic Channel,
The Human League,
Erykah Badu,
Black Bananas,
Juan Atkins,
Duran Duran,
The Moody Blues,
Cal Tjader,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.