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 Mali and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Thee Headcoats to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Steve Hackett,
Joe Finger,
Stetsasonic,
New York Dolls,
Little Man,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Bar-Kays,
The Residents,
The Modern Lovers,
Judy Mowatt,
Trumans Water,
Mantronix,
June of 44,
Dead Boys,
The Toasters,
Sight & Sound,
Fatback Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Lakeside,
Outsiders,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fela Kuti,
The Fuzztones,
Underground Resistance,
The Tremeloes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Grass Roots,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Hasil Adkins,
Shuggie Otis,
The Gories,
Arab on Radar,
Crispy Ambulance,
Fear,
Tommy Roe,
Altered Images,
Sällskapet,
CMW,
Agent Orange,
Bluetip,
Talk Talk,
Eve St. Jones,
Circle Jerks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
EPMD,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Matthew Halsall,
Second Layer,
Ronan,
The Associates,
The Sound,
The Smiths,
Maurizio,
Barclay James Harvest,
PIL,
Lungfish,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Raincoats,
Neu!,
Motorama,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.