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 Australia and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 arpeggiator 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 jazz 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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Black Sheep,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Fuzztones,
Tubeway Army,
Brothers Johnson,
Hasil Adkins,
Josef K,
The Velvet Underground,
Bad Manners,
the Soft Cell,
Smog,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Mo-Dettes,
The Divine Comedy,
Peter & Gordon,
World's Most,
Maleditus Sound,
Hot Snakes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Reagan Youth,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scratch Acid,
Tropical Tobacco,
Heaven 17,
Audionom,
Bizarre Inc.,
Glenn Branca,
Trumans Water,
Wings,
Zapp,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Index,
Wally Richardson,
Sällskapet,
Spoonie Gee,
Ludus,
Quadrant,
Camouflage,
Iggy Pop,
Television Personalities,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Monolake,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Schoolly D,
Marcia Griffiths,
Crispy Ambulance,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jeff Lynne,
Country Teasers,
B.T. Express,
Parry Music,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Idris Muhammad,
Duran Duran,
Slave,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rites of Spring,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.