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 Ecuador and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin 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 Peter & Gordon to the punk 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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Lou Christie,
Joey Negro,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rekid,
Barbara Tucker,
the Slits,
Sarah Menescal,
David Bowie,
Slick Rick,
Reagan Youth,
Jawbox,
Franke,
Lalann,
Newcleus,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Modern Lovers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Fuzztones,
Cal Tjader,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lebanon Hanover,
Skriet,
The Fire Engines,
Grandmaster Flash,
Aswad,
Yaz,
Joyce Sims,
Kas Product,
Sam Rivers,
Minor Threat,
Barry Ungar,
Ultravox,
Severed Heads,
The Monochrome Set,
Unrelated Segments,
Danielle Patucci,
Metal Thangz,
CMW,
Quadrant,
Black Flag,
The Associates,
Make Up,
Sun Ra,
Eve St. Jones,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Monks,
The Fall,
The Smoke,
Henry Cow,
MDC,
The Blackbyrds,
Big Daddy Kane,
Magma,
Sparks,
Brick,
Unwound,
the Association,
Pantaleimon,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.