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 Moldova and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Make Up to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Seeds,
Gong,
Stiv Bators,
Erykah Badu,
Aswad,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Brass Construction,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ice-T,
Circle Jerks,
Sister Nancy,
Sällskapet,
Radiohead,
the Germs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Adolescents,
Half Japanese,
Public Enemy,
Aaron Thompson,
ABC,
Silicon Teens,
Delta 5,
Kurtis Blow,
The Smiths,
Grauzone,
The Raincoats,
DJ Sneak,
Q65,
Underground Resistance,
Skaos,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The American Breed,
The Human League,
The Motions,
Essential Logic,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Pop Group,
Eli Mardock,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
FM Einheit,
The Moleskins,
Charles Mingus,
Joe Finger,
the Human League,
Infiniti,
Banda Bassotti,
Heaven 17,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Association,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Fugs,
John Cale,
The Cramps,
Groovy Waters,
Suburban Knight,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Amazonics,
The Gladiators,
Mantronix,
Moss Icon,
The Litter,
Jacob Miller,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
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.