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 Hungary and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 clarinet 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 Circle Jerks to the disco 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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Cameo,
New Order,
Television,
The Remains,
Siglo XX,
Cymande,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ultravox,
Hashim,
The Busters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Aaron Thompson,
Terrestrial Tones,
Unrelated Segments,
Slick Rick,
Scratch Acid,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Janne Schatter,
Quadrant,
The Smoke,
Fat Boys,
Ludus,
Vladislav Delay,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sun City Girls,
Erasure,
Theoretical Girls,
Brand Nubian,
Das Ding,
Lou Reed,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dennis Brown,
The Modern Lovers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Minor Threat,
The Mighty Diamonds,
KRS-One,
The Victims,
The Cramps,
Scientists,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sugar Minott,
Donny Hathaway,
The Monochrome Set,
Technova,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Scion,
Agitation Free,
Surgeon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
cv313,
Todd Rundgren,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Au Pairs,
Gang Starr,
Nirvana,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C.
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.