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 Solomon Islands and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ultravox to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Excepter,
Bauhaus,
Visage,
The Litter,
Icehouse,
Fugazi,
Flash Fearless,
Technova,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Aloha Tigers,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Detroit Cobras,
Joe Finger,
The Alarm Clocks,
Faraquet,
Mission of Burma,
Joe Smooth,
Stereo Dub,
Monolake,
X-Ray Spex,
The Vogues,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Organ,
E-Dancer,
The Smiths,
Byron Stingily,
Todd Rundgren,
Radiopuhelimet,
Piero Umiliani,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gang Gang Dance,
Camouflage,
Ralphi Rosario,
Arab on Radar,
Interpol,
The Misunderstood,
The Fall,
Vainqueur,
Smog,
Hashim,
Skarface,
Model 500,
Jeru the Damaja,
Soft Cell,
Marc Almond,
The Remains,
Marvin Gaye,
Maleditus Sound,
Cameo,
KRS-One,
Spoonie Gee,
Ash Ra Tempel,
D'Angelo,
Kenny Larkin,
Jeff Lynne,
Bronski Beat,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.