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 Ethiopia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Japan to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Godley & Creme,
Gabor Szabo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pagans,
Television Personalities,
Brand Nubian,
Lalann,
Country Teasers,
Sister Nancy,
Kaleidoscope,
The Doobie Brothers,
Soul II Soul,
Davy DMX,
The Cramps,
Kenny Larkin,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Neon Judgement,
Tom Boy,
Whodini,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Yazoo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Carl Craig,
Soft Machine,
Animal Collective,
Lou Christie,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bill Wells,
Q and Not U,
The Barracudas,
MC5,
Marc Almond,
The United States of America,
Arcadia,
Pulsallama,
Section 25,
Bill Near,
Minutemen,
Radiopuhelimet,
Joyce Sims,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Freddie Wadling,
Aswad,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gregory Isaacs,
The American Breed,
Slave,
K-Klass,
The New Christs,
Tubeway Army,
Niagra,
Schoolly D,
Maleditus Sound,
The Velvet Underground,
Tommy Roe,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Gap Band,
The Trojans,
CMW,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lungfish,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.