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 Panama and from Shanghai.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Scion to the electroclash 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Juan Atkins,
Alison Limerick,
Skaos,
Icehouse,
Television,
Boz Scaggs,
Barry Ungar,
Yazoo,
Au Pairs,
Average White Band,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Busters,
Sällskapet,
R.M.O.,
Rod Modell,
Black Flag,
Echospace,
AZ,
Wally Richardson,
The Modern Lovers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Joey Negro,
Man Parrish,
The Sonics,
Eyeless In Gaza,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Young Marble Giants,
John Lydon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Siglo XX,
Adolescents,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pantytec,
The Invisible,
Chris Corsano,
The Skatalites,
Swans,
Harpers Bizarre,
Judy Mowatt,
Idris Muhammad,
Todd Rundgren,
Subhumans,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Mummies,
Interpol,
Man Eating Sloth,
Carl Craig,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Angels of Light,
The Slits,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Roger Hodgson,
The Buckinghams,
Banda Bassotti,
Aswad,
Derrick May,
the Human League,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.