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 Oman and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mumbai.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Yazoo to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Godley & Creme,
The Birthday Party,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tears for Fears,
Alice Coltrane,
Arthur Verocai,
Black Moon,
D'Angelo,
Nation of Ulysses,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ultra Naté,
Junior Murvin,
Dual Sessions,
cv313,
Can,
Vladislav Delay,
Massinfluence,
Babytalk,
Matthew Bourne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Livin' Joy,
Arcadia,
Royal Trux,
The Fortunes,
OOIOO,
Harpers Bizarre,
Reagan Youth,
The Slits,
The Modern Lovers,
Davy DMX,
The Sonics,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jesper Dahlback,
Loose Ends,
Visage,
Drexciya,
The Moody Blues,
The Slackers,
The Mojo Men,
Laurel Aitken,
Kool Moe Dee,
Joyce Sims,
Toni Rubio,
One Last Wish,
10cc,
Jeff Lynne,
Bobby Womack,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ken Boothe,
Hasil Adkins,
Public Enemy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Victims,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Flipper,
Sam Rivers,
Zero Boys,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.