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 Luxembourg and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 Jakarta and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Chris Corsano to the punk 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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
These Immortal Souls,
Camouflage,
Skriet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Doors,
Avey Tare,
Chris Corsano,
The Moleskins,
Reuben Wilson,
David Bowie,
The Move,
Sixth Finger,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Delon & Dalcan,
Porter Ricks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Wolf Eyes,
Minor Threat,
The Smiths,
Crash Course in Science,
Franke,
Brick,
the Slits,
Livin' Joy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rhythm & Sound,
Infiniti,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pulsallama,
Bad Manners,
Warsaw,
Faraquet,
Scan 7,
Japan,
Reagan Youth,
The Skatalites,
Neu!,
Blancmange,
the Normal,
Theoretical Girls,
Pantytec,
Royal Trux,
The Leaves,
Ronan,
Sparks,
Shoche,
Cheater Slicks,
The Names,
The Velvet Underground,
Todd Terry,
Ken Boothe,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Motorama,
Simply Red,
The Searchers,
Pagans,
Blake Baxter,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.