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 Tuvalu and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Can to the rock 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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Detroit Cobras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Warren Ellis,
Faust,
Pagans,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Slick Rick,
The Young Rascals,
The Knickerbockers,
John Lydon,
John Foxx,
The Standells,
a-ha,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Electric Prunes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Stereo Dub,
Maleditus Sound,
Yazoo,
Icehouse,
The Birthday Party,
Lower 48,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
the Germs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
R.M.O.,
Boogie Down Productions,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eric B and Rakim,
LL Cool J,
Fugazi,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Matthew Bourne,
Maurizio,
Sound Behaviour,
Stetsasonic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
K-Klass,
Hashim,
Piero Umiliani,
Goldenarms,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Camouflage,
Mars,
Lightning Bolt,
Grey Daturas,
Warsaw,
Lalo Schifrin,
Patti Smith,
The Human League,
D'Angelo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Panda Bear,
Marvin Gaye,
Barrington Levy,
The Dirtbombs,
Terry Callier,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Heaven 17,
Ossler,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.