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 Jamaica and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Minnie Riperton to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Camouflage,
Agent Orange,
Janne Schatter,
Tomorrow,
Adolescents,
Pierre Henry,
Soft Cell,
Intrusion,
Subhumans,
Fela Kuti,
Section 25,
Underground Resistance,
The Doobie Brothers,
Interpol,
Icehouse,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Sisters of Mercy,
In Retrospect,
Black Bananas,
Ornette Coleman,
The Fortunes,
The Trojans,
Ultravox,
Marc Almond,
Moss Icon,
Boz Scaggs,
Dave Gahan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Harmonia,
the Soft Cell,
Eric B and Rakim,
Zapp,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Harpers Bizarre,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bronski Beat,
Soft Machine,
Blake Baxter,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Cure,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Erasure,
Bush Tetras,
Fluxion,
Lucky Dragons,
Delon & Dalcan,
New York Dolls,
Eli Mardock,
Lalann,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Soul Sonic Force,
China Crisis,
Toni Rubio,
Bobby Sherman,
The Moody Blues,
Wire,
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick.
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.