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 Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Television to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Marc Almond,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Association,
The Black Dice,
D'Angelo,
Gong,
Essential Logic,
Negative Approach,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Soft Machine,
David McCallum,
ABBA,
Black Moon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Average White Band,
Fear,
Don Cherry,
10cc,
Ludus,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Crispy Ambulance,
John Lydon,
Colin Newman,
Rotary Connection,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Martian,
Television,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Knickerbockers,
Japan,
X-102,
This Heat,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Kinks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Visage,
Prince Buster,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sällskapet,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Tomorrow,
Audionom,
Ultravox,
Inner City,
Gregory Isaacs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cluster,
Little Man,
The American Breed,
Half Japanese,
The Monks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Five Americans,
The Moody Blues,
Rufus Thomas,
Ponytail,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.