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 United States and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 organ 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 The Grass Roots to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eve St. Jones,
Qualms,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gang Gang Dance,
Massinfluence,
Mr. Review,
Slave,
Spandau Ballet,
Excepter,
Sun City Girls,
Joensuu 1685,
Hashim,
Hardrive,
Visage,
Dark Day,
Quadrant,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Motions,
Khruangbin,
Johnny Clarke,
Heaven 17,
R.M.O.,
Barbara Tucker,
Fad Gadget,
Surgeon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Andrew Hill,
Scott Walker,
Silicon Teens,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Michelle Simonal,
Japan,
Model 500,
John Holt,
Gabor Szabo,
Graham Central Station,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Darondo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Dennis Brown,
Maleditus Sound,
Accadde A,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jeru the Damaja,
Idris Muhammad,
Harpers Bizarre,
Camouflage,
Section 25,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Durutti Column,
Desert Stars,
Ludus,
Television Personalities,
Camberwell Now,
The Happenings,
Colin Newman,
The Last Poets,
A Certain Ratio,
Bluetip,
The Count Five,
Moebius, Moebius, Moebius, Moebius.
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.