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 Liberia 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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Deadbeat to the punk 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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Pylon,
Outsiders,
Juan Atkins,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Warren Ellis,
In Retrospect,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Germs,
Neil Young,
The Grass Roots,
Barrington Levy,
Oblivians,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gichy Dan,
Dave Gahan,
Barry Ungar,
Moss Icon,
Suburban Knight,
David McCallum,
Eurythmics,
Robert Görl,
Mission of Burma,
The Move,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kenny Larkin,
Heaven 17,
B.T. Express,
Anakelly,
T. Rex,
Davy DMX,
Eddi Front,
Pagans,
The Saints,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fortunes,
Television,
Eric Copeland,
The Doobie Brothers,
Camouflage,
Mantronix,
Bobby Sherman,
Suicide,
the Soft Cell,
Negative Approach,
Mars,
MC5,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jawbox,
Peter & Gordon,
Panda Bear,
The Pretty Things,
R.M.O.,
The Sound,
the Association,
Spoonie Gee,
UT,
Maleditus Sound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Dead C,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.