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 Uruguay and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 David Bowie 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 Brick to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Darondo,
Trumans Water,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Althea and Donna,
The Music Machine,
Subhumans,
Janne Schatter,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Banda Bassotti,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Camberwell Now,
Half Japanese,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scan 7,
Big Daddy Kane,
Theoretical Girls,
Drive Like Jehu,
Amazonics,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jeff Mills,
Newcleus,
Bush Tetras,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tim Buckley,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Arab on Radar,
The Smoke,
Buzzcocks,
Flamin' Groovies,
Spandau Ballet,
Fatback Band,
David Axelrod,
Wings,
DNA,
Marvin Gaye,
The Cowsills,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sandy B,
Godley & Creme,
The New Christs,
The Slits,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Q and Not U,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Moss Icon,
Harmonia,
Liliput,
The Mighty Diamonds,
LL Cool J,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Gap Band,
Icehouse,
Alton Ellis,
The Five Americans,
Flipper,
OOIOO,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.