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 Palau and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 X-102 to the techno 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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
The Modern Lovers,
The Dirtbombs,
Groovy Waters,
Harry Pussy,
the Sonics,
This Heat,
The Stooges,
Khruangbin,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ituana,
Pole,
The Fortunes,
Lalann,
Altered Images,
Second Layer,
Danielle Patucci,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gang Gang Dance,
U.S. Maple,
Bluetip,
R.M.O.,
Dead Boys,
The Moleskins,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Los Fastidios,
These Immortal Souls,
Vainqueur,
Don Cherry,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Guru Guru,
Barrington Levy,
Swans,
Eve St. Jones,
Morten Harket,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Black Dice,
The Tremeloes,
Junior Murvin,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Amon Düül,
Yaz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Outsiders,
MDC,
Sly & The Family Stone,
EPMD,
Eric Copeland,
H. Thieme,
OOIOO,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bill Near,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Young Rascals,
Cluster,
Quando Quango,
Jandek,
Shoche,
John Coltrane,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.