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 Burkina and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Bobby Sherman to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Martian,
Grauzone,
Can,
Amon Düül,
Eddi Front,
Suicide,
The Red Krayola,
Jacob Miller,
The Modern Lovers,
Zero Boys,
The Index,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Amazonics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
James White and The Blacks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Terry Callier,
The Detroit Cobras,
Brand Nubian,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dennis Brown,
Frankie Knuckles,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Aloha Tigers,
Moby Grape,
Groovy Waters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Aaron Thompson,
Nico,
Marvin Gaye,
Toni Rubio,
Tres Demented,
The Neon Judgement,
Marmalade,
Surgeon,
John Coltrane,
Stereo Dub,
Agitation Free,
Royal Trux,
The Kinks,
Shoche,
Heaven 17,
Pussy Galore,
The Trojans,
Camouflage,
Pierre Henry,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Johnny Clarke,
Sällskapet,
The Blackbyrds,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
David Axelrod,
Theoretical Girls,
Motorama,
Eric Copeland,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.