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 Vanuatu and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Harmonia to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Normal. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Zeros,
Rekid,
Ituana,
Ken Boothe,
Unrelated Segments,
New Age Steppers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Hoover,
Michelle Simonal,
Jerry's Kids,
Peter and Kerry,
The Victims,
KRS-One,
Roy Ayers,
The Techniques,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Remains,
Can,
Amon Düül,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Soulsonic Force,
Groovy Waters,
LL Cool J,
The Fuzztones,
Inner City,
Danielle Patucci,
K-Klass,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sam Rivers,
The Stooges,
Organ,
The Doobie Brothers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Urselle,
Jandek,
Gregory Isaacs,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Livin' Joy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lou Christie,
DNA,
Nirvana,
The Smiths,
Matthew Bourne,
The Fall,
Derrick May,
The Birthday Party,
Schoolly D,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
MDC,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
R.M.O.,
Alice Coltrane,
Robert Hood,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.