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 Portugal and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Qualms to the jazz 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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Young Marble Giants,
Steve Hackett,
Blake Baxter,
The Remains,
Audionom,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Wasted Youth,
Dave Gahan,
Average White Band,
UT,
Vladislav Delay,
Von Mondo,
Amon Düül II,
Mark Hollis,
In Retrospect,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bootsy Collins,
Radio Birdman,
The Busters,
Heaven 17,
The Fortunes,
Whodini,
Wolf Eyes,
Pylon,
Ralphi Rosario,
The United States of America,
The Misunderstood,
Motorama,
a-ha,
Yazoo,
Rites of Spring,
Alphaville,
Agitation Free,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Circle Jerks,
Goldenarms,
The Detroit Cobras,
Grauzone,
Dennis Brown,
T. Rex,
DJ Style,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Delon & Dalcan,
Yusef Lateef,
Connie Case,
FM Einheit,
the Soft Cell,
X-Ray Spex,
Chris & Cosey,
Scan 7,
Quantec,
Ultravox,
The Count Five,
New York Dolls,
Khruangbin,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ituana,
John Cale,
Jawbox,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.