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 Laos and from Spokane.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Lungfish to the grunge 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rites of Spring,
World's Most,
Rapeman,
Rekid,
The Young Rascals,
Bang On A Can,
Ultra Naté,
Malaria!,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gabor Szabo,
Lyres,
Althea and Donna,
The Mojo Men,
Das Ding,
The Black Dice,
Peter and Kerry,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Circle Jerks,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Human League,
Matthew Halsall,
Slave,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eden Ahbez,
Toni Rubio,
Dawn Penn,
Hot Snakes,
Bill Near,
Scott Walker,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Soft Machine,
Soul Sonic Force,
Danielle Patucci,
China Crisis,
Bobby Womack,
Groovy Waters,
DJ Sneak,
Tom Boy,
Connie Case,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kenny Larkin,
Ponytail,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Fire Engines,
The Gap Band,
Skaos,
Gastr Del Sol,
Crime,
Severed Heads,
John Cale,
Avey Tare,
The Gories,
Gang Starr,
Scion,
Y Pants,
Flash Fearless,
The Divine Comedy,
The Five Americans,
Roxy Music,
Sound Behaviour,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.