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 Panama and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 arpeggiator 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 Avey Tare to the dance 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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
The Pretty Things,
Danielle Patucci,
Second Layer,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gabor Szabo,
Hasil Adkins,
The Motions,
These Immortal Souls,
The Angels of Light,
Roxy Music,
JFA,
the Swans,
Cameo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Golliwogs,
The Walker Brothers,
Section 25,
The Grass Roots,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Monks,
New Age Steppers,
The Index,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kas Product,
Angry Samoans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Crash Course in Science,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cecil Taylor,
Roger Hodgson,
Drexciya,
Funkadelic,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Crispy Ambulance,
Swans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
David Axelrod,
Organ,
This Heat,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mad Mike,
The Offenders,
Cheater Slicks,
Clear Light,
Moebius,
The Dead C,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Von Mondo,
Piero Umiliani,
Ponytail,
The Shadows of Knight,
Marine Girls,
June Days,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Victims,
John Coltrane,
Harry Pussy,
The American Breed,
Guru Guru,
Nico,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.