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 Kosovo and from New York.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 spring reverb 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 Vainqueur to the disco 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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Fatback Band,
the Soft Cell,
Visage,
Aloha Tigers,
Gang Green,
Archie Shepp,
Deadbeat,
Kevin Saunderson,
Davy DMX,
Interpol,
The Five Americans,
The Fortunes,
Parry Music,
Zapp,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gang Gang Dance,
Saccharine Trust,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bauhaus,
Cybotron,
Scan 7,
Television Personalities,
Rotary Connection,
X-102,
Alice Coltrane,
Excepter,
Neil Young,
Silicon Teens,
the Human League,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Derrick Morgan,
Skriet,
The Young Rascals,
The Red Krayola,
Alton Ellis,
Babytalk,
Yellowson,
Aswad,
Television,
Stereo Dub,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eric Dolphy,
The Birthday Party,
Barrington Levy,
The J.B.'s,
Guru Guru,
Von Mondo,
Sonic Youth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Dirtbombs,
Crispian St. Peters,
Accadde A,
Peter & Gordon,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Moody Blues,
Mary Jane Girls,
Black Flag,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.