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 Germany and from Tokyo.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Tears for Fears to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All The Flesh Eaters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Nils Olav,
Don Cherry,
Traffic Nightmare,
Funky Four + One,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Harmonia,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Moebius,
Maurizio,
Eurythmics,
Shuggie Otis,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Alphaville,
Swans,
Leonard Cohen,
Surgeon,
Pere Ubu,
Erasure,
Guru Guru,
the Association,
Unwound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Motorama,
Public Enemy,
Deepchord,
Porter Ricks,
Oblivians,
Thee Headcoats,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Electric Prunes,
Von Mondo,
Joey Negro,
Gabor Szabo,
Organ,
the Human League,
Khruangbin,
Zapp,
Interpol,
Jawbox,
John Lydon,
Anakelly,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bronski Beat,
James White and The Blacks,
The Modern Lovers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ludus,
Al Stewart,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Intrusion,
Bob Dylan,
Symarip,
The Real Kids,
Pet Shop Boys,
John Holt,
Urselle,
Amon Düül II,
Yazoo,
Cybotron,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.