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 Zimbabwe and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Cairo.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Joensuu 1685 to the disco 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Sonics,
The Skatalites,
Camberwell Now,
Lakeside,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Yazoo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Fortunes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Offenders,
June Days,
Laurel Aitken,
Public Image Ltd.,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Buzzcocks,
The Birthday Party,
Iggy Pop,
Matthew Halsall,
Country Teasers,
Swell Maps,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Harpers Bizarre,
Faust,
The Move,
The Names,
Qualms,
Thompson Twins,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Slits,
CMW,
Nik Kershaw,
Anakelly,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Seeds,
The Moody Blues,
Delta 5,
The Cure,
Erykah Badu,
Harmonia,
Tommy Roe,
Wire,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Alarm Clocks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Velvet Underground,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Brand Nubian,
Ice-T,
The Modern Lovers,
Shuggie Otis,
Marshall Jefferson,
Black Bananas,
Junior Murvin,
Pierre Henry,
Crispian St. Peters,
Joe Finger,
Ronan,
Heaven 17,
Dual Sessions,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.