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 Belgium and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 synthesizer 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 Jerry's Kids to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
The Fall,
John Lydon,
Qualms,
Man Eating Sloth,
Robert Hood,
Nik Kershaw,
Sugar Minott,
Moby Grape,
John Cale,
Matthew Halsall,
Soul II Soul,
Sarah Menescal,
Deadbeat,
Stiv Bators,
Eden Ahbez,
The Stooges,
The Litter,
Bauhaus,
Fatback Band,
Sun Ra,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Blackbyrds,
Supertramp,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Remains,
Second Layer,
Kayak,
Blake Baxter,
One Last Wish,
Thee Headcoats,
The Busters,
Panda Bear,
Silicon Teens,
Cymande,
Dennis Brown,
Leonard Cohen,
The Residents,
Icehouse,
Al Stewart,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Marc Almond,
Brass Construction,
Ituana,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Barbara Tucker,
Mary Jane Girls,
Fluxion,
Popol Vuh,
Aural Exciters,
Ronan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The United States of America,
CMW,
Flash Fearless,
Skaos,
Anakelly,
The Last Poets,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Saints,
Marmalade,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.