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 Namibia and from Tehran.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Modern Lovers to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Mandrill,
Bush Tetras,
Infiniti,
B.T. Express,
Delta 5,
Funkadelic,
Easy Going,
Crash Course in Science,
Johnny Osbourne,
Technova,
The Move,
Pagans,
Groovy Waters,
Half Japanese,
Jawbox,
Parry Music,
Sister Nancy,
The Remains,
Soulsonic Force,
The Gap Band,
Trumans Water,
Hot Snakes,
Supertramp,
Animal Collective,
Eric B and Rakim,
Von Mondo,
The Real Kids,
The Alarm Clocks,
Camberwell Now,
Japan,
Todd Rundgren,
cv313,
ABBA,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Iggy Pop,
Tim Buckley,
Godley & Creme,
Aswad,
The Human League,
Marine Girls,
Sam Rivers,
Blancmange,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lou Reed,
Jandek,
Second Layer,
UT,
Public Enemy,
Underground Resistance,
Lower 48,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Johnny Clarke,
Laurel Aitken,
the Germs,
Cecil Taylor,
The Slackers,
Rufus Thomas,
Sound Behaviour,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.