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 Colombia and from New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Durutti Column to the disco 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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Nik Kershaw,
Lindisfarne,
Darondo,
One Last Wish,
Deepchord,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Standells,
Amon Düül,
Drive Like Jehu,
Harmonia,
Masters at Work,
Donald Byrd,
Ralphi Rosario,
Terry Callier,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Guru Guru,
Babytalk,
Gerry Rafferty,
Graham Central Station,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ornette Coleman,
Gang Starr,
Leonard Cohen,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lower 48,
Pole,
Ludus,
Au Pairs,
Main Source,
The Techniques,
Lou Reed,
In Retrospect,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Grandmaster Flash,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Smiths,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pet Shop Boys,
Mantronix,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Zapp,
Neil Young,
The Modern Lovers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sarah Menescal,
Trumans Water,
Ronnie Foster,
Black Bananas,
Stiv Bators,
Dorothy Ashby,
Deakin,
Joy Division,
Dual Sessions,
The Angels of Light,
Wally Richardson,
Japan,
The Dirtbombs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Unwound,
KRS-One,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.