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 Cairo.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro 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 Panda Bear to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Kaleidoscope,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Monochrome Set,
New Order,
New Age Steppers,
Tim Buckley,
Black Flag,
Ornette Coleman,
Thompson Twins,
Piero Umiliani,
Crooked Eye,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Birthday Party,
Smog,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Morten Harket,
Duran Duran,
Sonny Sharrock,
Essential Logic,
Jimmy McGriff,
Alison Limerick,
Lungfish,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Crispy Ambulance,
Crime,
Connie Case,
Nik Kershaw,
Yaz,
Mark Hollis,
Angry Samoans,
Cal Tjader,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Blues Magoos,
The Five Americans,
Motorama,
The Evens,
Davy DMX,
Desert Stars,
The Detroit Cobras,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Livin' Joy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Smiths,
KRS-One,
The Electric Prunes,
Little Man,
The Martian,
Neil Young,
Clear Light,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Happenings,
Interpol,
Minnie Riperton,
The Flesh Eaters,
Alton Ellis,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Unwound,
The Beau Brummels,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.