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 Germany and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Magazine to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Litter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Susan Cadogan,
ABBA,
Darondo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
LL Cool J,
The Mummies,
Fat Boys,
Ice-T,
Bizarre Inc.,
Parry Music,
The Fuzztones,
Morten Harket,
Television Personalities,
Minutemen,
Pylon,
Godley & Creme,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
David McCallum,
The Wake,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Infiniti,
OOIOO,
The Smoke,
The Divine Comedy,
Rufus Thomas,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Eddi Front,
Oneida,
The Pop Group,
Model 500,
Judy Mowatt,
Spoonie Gee,
The Move,
Rites of Spring,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Symarip,
E-Dancer,
Guru Guru,
Idris Muhammad,
Main Source,
Rod Modell,
PIL,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Zeros,
the Bar-Kays,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Searchers,
Lungfish,
New York Dolls,
Q and Not U,
Boz Scaggs,
The Victims,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Carl Craig,
These Immortal Souls,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Newcleus,
F. McDonald,
Pulsallama,
48th St. Collective,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.