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 Sao Paulo.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Patti Smith to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
Soft Cell,
Althea and Donna,
Index,
Sound Behaviour,
Warren Ellis,
Gang Green,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
OOIOO,
Bronski Beat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Derrick Morgan,
Rekid,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Darondo,
Depeche Mode,
Radio Birdman,
The Beau Brummels,
Toni Rubio,
Alphaville,
Parry Music,
Aaron Thompson,
Icehouse,
the Bar-Kays,
Television Personalities,
Tom Boy,
Alton Ellis,
Ossler,
The Human League,
The Kinks,
Mandrill,
Reuben Wilson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Make Up,
The United States of America,
Peter and Kerry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Loose Ends,
The Modern Lovers,
The Angels of Light,
Ornette Coleman,
Crime,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Talk Talk,
Porter Ricks,
Dave Gahan,
Rod Modell,
Sun Ra,
World's Most,
Scion,
Johnny Clarke,
Arab on Radar,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Cheater Slicks,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Monks,
Agent Orange,
Bush Tetras,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.