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 Tanzania and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 linndrum 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 Soulsonic Force to the dance 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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Man Parrish,
The Toasters,
Peter and Kerry,
Sight & Sound,
Clear Light,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Interpol,
The Velvet Underground,
a-ha,
The Move,
Cameo,
Moss Icon,
Delta 5,
The Victims,
The Sisters of Mercy,
MC5,
Bush Tetras,
Parry Music,
Robert Görl,
Alphaville,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Hoover,
Bootsy Collins,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Funkadelic,
Pere Ubu,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Barrington Levy,
Warsaw,
Von Mondo,
The Mummies,
Ossler,
Eddi Front,
Charles Mingus,
Lower 48,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Blackbyrds,
The Saints,
Terry Callier,
Y Pants,
K-Klass,
Underground Resistance,
DJ Style,
Fugazi,
Juan Atkins,
Minny Pops,
The Modern Lovers,
Bobby Womack,
Pussy Galore,
Steve Hackett,
Agitation Free,
the Sonics,
Arcadia,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Moody Blues,
This Heat,
Monks,
B.T. Express,
Flash Fearless,
Monolake,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.