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 Costa Rica and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Cybotron to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Toasters. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
The Skatalites,
Eric B and Rakim,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jacob Miller,
The Tremeloes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mad Mike,
Kurtis Blow,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Move,
Little Man,
Average White Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rosa Yemen,
Erasure,
Section 25,
Technova,
Quantec,
Vainqueur,
Dave Gahan,
Pagans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
FM Einheit,
Mantronix,
Erykah Badu,
Sugar Minott,
Youth Brigade,
The Music Machine,
The Residents,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kerrie Biddell,
Davy DMX,
Reuben Wilson,
The Divine Comedy,
Robert Hood,
The Mojo Men,
Tommy Roe,
Avey Tare,
David Axelrod,
David Bowie,
Rotary Connection,
Thompson Twins,
Mr. Review,
Freddie Wadling,
Matthew Bourne,
Prince Buster,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Barry Ungar,
Das Ding,
Kevin Saunderson,
Cal Tjader,
Pere Ubu,
The Misunderstood,
Oblivians,
Fatback Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Robert Wyatt,
The Star Department,
Scientists,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.