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 Mexico and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Dawn Penn to the electroclash 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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
Bizarre Inc.,
Roxy Music,
the Human League,
Motorama,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Chrome,
Deepchord,
Toni Rubio,
Groovy Waters,
Eden Ahbez,
Theoretical Girls,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sugar Minott,
David Bowie,
Black Moon,
Goldenarms,
The Monks,
Eli Mardock,
The J.B.'s,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Depeche Mode,
The Walker Brothers,
The Modern Lovers,
Angry Samoans,
Donny Hathaway,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Associates,
Silicon Teens,
Swell Maps,
the Swans,
Sonic Youth,
Erykah Badu,
Basic Channel,
Sällskapet,
The Gories,
Harmonia,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pylon,
FM Einheit,
Amazonics,
Ronan,
The Dirtbombs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cybotron,
Schoolly D,
Pulsallama,
Metal Thangz,
Gastr Del Sol,
Icehouse,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Peter & Gordon,
the Normal,
Robert Hood,
Jacob Miller,
U.S. Maple,
The Techniques,
Ponytail,
Pere Ubu,
Neu!,
The Doors,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.