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 Bhutan and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Scion to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
The Cure,
The Black Dice,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Red Krayola,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
LL Cool J,
Erasure,
Roxette,
Funky Four + One,
Kerrie Biddell,
Von Mondo,
the Soft Cell,
Q and Not U,
The Velvet Underground,
Excepter,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scion,
Robert Görl,
Jimmy McGriff,
Groovy Waters,
Shuggie Otis,
Todd Rundgren,
Essential Logic,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
London Community Gospel Choir,
Glenn Branca,
The Cowsills,
Khruangbin,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tim Buckley,
Spoonie Gee,
Motorama,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Techniques,
Graham Central Station,
The Invisible,
Crispy Ambulance,
Angry Samoans,
Tom Boy,
Gabor Szabo,
Interpol,
Stockholm Monsters,
Schoolly D,
The Saints,
Urselle,
Radio Birdman,
Swell Maps,
Deadbeat,
FM Einheit,
Flipper,
The J.B.'s,
New Order,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Alton Ellis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mandrill,
DJ Style,
Faraquet,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.