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 Bhutan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Todd Rundgren to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Lyres,
Susan Cadogan,
Lou Christie,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Pop Group,
The Sonics,
a-ha,
Wolf Eyes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Tears for Fears,
X-Ray Spex,
Roy Ayers,
The Dead C,
Eli Mardock,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Gang Green,
Minutemen,
Bauhaus,
Khruangbin,
Chrome,
Davy DMX,
Mark Hollis,
Absolute Body Control,
Bush Tetras,
Bobby Womack,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dawn Penn,
Radio Birdman,
China Crisis,
MDC,
Junior Murvin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Agitation Free,
Adolescents,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Aswad,
Stockholm Monsters,
Niagra,
the Swans,
Robert Wyatt,
Funky Four + One,
Lungfish,
Theoretical Girls,
the Human League,
Q and Not U,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jeff Mills,
kango's stein massive,
Drexciya,
John Foxx,
Gregory Isaacs,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Cybotron,
Black Bananas,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Be Bop Deluxe,
DJ Sneak,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.