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 Chad and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Stockholm.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro 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 Symarip to the grime 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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Derrick May,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Altered Images,
Barbara Tucker,
R.M.O.,
Crime,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bob Dylan,
Matthew Bourne,
The Gap Band,
Essential Logic,
The Velvet Underground,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Matthew Halsall,
Tommy Roe,
Ice-T,
FM Einheit,
Rites of Spring,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jawbox,
Bluetip,
Henry Cow,
Davy DMX,
The Doors,
Excepter,
The Busters,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Basic Channel,
This Heat,
Swans,
Maleditus Sound,
Bobby Womack,
Subhumans,
The Divine Comedy,
Flash Fearless,
Rapeman,
Soulsonic Force,
Nick Fraelich,
The Modern Lovers,
Althea and Donna,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Groovy Waters,
Eden Ahbez,
Eric Copeland,
The Sonics,
The Vogues,
Andrew Hill,
Duran Duran,
Public Enemy,
Colin Newman,
Model 500,
kango's stein massive,
David Bowie,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lower 48,
Brand Nubian,
Cymande,
The Angels of Light,
Anakelly,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.