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 United Kingdom and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 guitar 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 The Monochrome Set to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Crooked Eye,
the Swans,
The Star Department,
Marshall Jefferson,
ABBA,
Quando Quango,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lalo Schifrin,
June Days,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Section 25,
The Techniques,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joyce Sims,
The Blues Magoos,
Yellowson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Nik Kershaw,
The Standells,
Danielle Patucci,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lou Reed,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Glenn Branca,
Matthew Bourne,
The Victims,
the Human League,
EPMD,
Newcleus,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Saints,
The Pretty Things,
Arab on Radar,
Interpol,
LL Cool J,
Quantec,
Eric Dolphy,
Bootsy Collins,
Kurtis Blow,
Clear Light,
K-Klass,
Marine Girls,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mission of Burma,
Fela Kuti,
Slick Rick,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Doors,
The Moleskins,
AZ,
Minnie Riperton,
Lucky Dragons,
Swell Maps,
The Gories,
Wolf Eyes,
The Fuzztones,
Nico,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.