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 Korea South and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 World's Most to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Drexciya,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Names,
Barry Ungar,
T.S.O.L.,
Television Personalities,
Scion,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Youth Brigade,
Pussy Galore,
Gabor Szabo,
The Raincoats,
Cheater Slicks,
Warren Ellis,
The Blackbyrds,
Television,
Vladislav Delay,
Sight & Sound,
Don Cherry,
Eric Dolphy,
Rapeman,
Jandek,
Goldenarms,
Altered Images,
Toni Rubio,
The Move,
Procol Harum,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jerry's Kids,
Magazine,
Saccharine Trust,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Half Japanese,
8 Eyed Spy,
Todd Rundgren,
the Fania All-Stars,
John Lydon,
The Smoke,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Silicon Teens,
48th St. Collective,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Negative Approach,
Pantaleimon,
John Foxx,
The Human League,
Porter Ricks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Index,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Soft Cell,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Grass Roots,
Outsiders,
Darondo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.