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 United Kingdom and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 The Cure to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amazonics,
Roger Hodgson,
The Tremeloes,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
U.S. Maple,
Japan,
Junior Murvin,
Echospace,
Television,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Schoolly D,
Ponytail,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
CMW,
Moss Icon,
Harmonia,
JFA,
Bizarre Inc.,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Monochrome Set,
Jacob Miller,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Harry Pussy,
Ken Boothe,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Bar-Kays,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Selecter,
Tears for Fears,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
AZ,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Marshall Jefferson,
New Order,
Cybotron,
Little Man,
Aaron Thompson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fat Boys,
FM Einheit,
Bad Manners,
the Sonics,
The Velvet Underground,
The Cure,
UT,
Boredoms,
Cameo,
Half Japanese,
The Knickerbockers,
Morten Harket,
Gang of Four,
Yellowson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Flamin' Groovies,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Gap Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Dave Clark Five,
Crispian St. Peters,
Swell Maps,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.