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 China and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 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 Ultimate Spinach to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Moody Blues,
Tubeway Army,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The United States of America,
La Düsseldorf,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Guru Guru,
Youth Brigade,
The Monks,
World's Most,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Camouflage,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Intrusion,
The Dead C,
Rufus Thomas,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Marmalade,
The Misunderstood,
Al Stewart,
Crime,
Scientists,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Count Five,
Curtis Mayfield,
Avey Tare,
Echospace,
Sonic Youth,
Warren Ellis,
The New Christs,
John Holt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Fortunes,
Marine Girls,
Minny Pops,
Aloha Tigers,
Radiopuhelimet,
Barrington Levy,
Andrew Hill,
Main Source,
The Grass Roots,
Wire,
Pet Shop Boys,
Glambeats Corp.,
U.S. Maple,
The Martian,
Jesper Dahlback,
Absolute Body Control,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Television Personalities,
Outsiders,
Funkadelic,
Essential Logic,
Yazoo,
Alphaville,
Crash Course in Science,
The Seeds,
Second Layer,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Index,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.