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 Zambia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 clarinet 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 Maurizio to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
The Motions,
the Slits,
OOIOO,
Avey Tare,
Hasil Adkins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Das Ding,
Fad Gadget,
T. Rex,
Alice Coltrane,
Desert Stars,
Nick Fraelich,
Interpol,
Janne Schatter,
Deepchord,
Theoretical Girls,
Tim Buckley,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
FM Einheit,
Quando Quango,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Monks,
Maurizio,
Letta Mbulu,
Oneida,
Junior Murvin,
The Trojans,
Von Mondo,
Index,
Hoover,
Girls At Our Best!,
Banda Bassotti,
The Young Rascals,
Ossler,
The Fall,
La Düsseldorf,
Fela Kuti,
Darondo,
The Walker Brothers,
Kerri Chandler,
Parry Music,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Toasters,
Camberwell Now,
Barbara Tucker,
Chris Corsano,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jawbox,
Gang Gang Dance,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Robert Wyatt,
Glenn Branca,
Scientists,
Bronski Beat,
MDC,
The Doors,
Patti Smith,
Technova,
Grey Daturas,
Magma,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.