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 Slovenia and from Lille.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Yaz to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum 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 theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Bronski Beat,
the Slits,
Scientists,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Robert Wyatt,
Bizarre Inc.,
Oblivians,
Bill Wells,
Youth Brigade,
Ten City,
The Gap Band,
Maurizio,
Davy DMX,
Neil Young,
Terrestrial Tones,
Susan Cadogan,
Little Man,
Sight & Sound,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Wake,
The Count Five,
Negative Approach,
The Raincoats,
Connie Case,
Magma,
Massinfluence,
The Fortunes,
Siglo XX,
Fugazi,
Cymande,
B.T. Express,
Lungfish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Frankie Knuckles,
Stereo Dub,
Don Cherry,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Slave,
Scott Walker,
Harry Pussy,
Joyce Sims,
Brothers Johnson,
Supertramp,
Liliput,
F. McDonald,
Dual Sessions,
The Trojans,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Man Eating Sloth,
This Heat,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Mojo Men,
Blake Baxter,
the Normal,
Peter & Gordon,
Funky Four + One,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mad Mike,
ABC,
Carl Craig,
Radiohead,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.