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 Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Thompson Twins to the crunk 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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stereo Dub,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Black Moon,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Dirtbombs,
Ohio Players,
Gichy Dan,
The Modern Lovers,
The Index,
The Red Krayola,
La Düsseldorf,
Nas,
Anakelly,
The Fortunes,
Kerri Chandler,
Boz Scaggs,
Livin' Joy,
MC5,
David Axelrod,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eric Dolphy,
Michelle Simonal,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
the Sonics,
Matthew Bourne,
Clear Light,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lebanon Hanover,
Marine Girls,
Delta 5,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Heaven 17,
The Wake,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
John Foxx,
Susan Cadogan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Monochrome Set,
Shoche,
The Knickerbockers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Theoretical Girls,
Soft Machine,
World's Most,
Terry Callier,
Radio Birdman,
Circle Jerks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kerrie Biddell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Carl Craig,
The Blackbyrds,
Sixth Finger,
The Buckinghams,
Television,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Birthday Party,
8 Eyed Spy,
Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare.
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.