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 Chile and from Johannesburg.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Sister Nancy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence 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?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Cowsills,
Morten Harket,
Nirvana,
Roxette,
Scan 7,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lebanon Hanover,
Moebius,
Oblivians,
Howard Jones,
Lyres,
Drexciya,
Kaleidoscope,
Graham Central Station,
Cheater Slicks,
the Swans,
The Mojo Men,
Das Ding,
Charles Mingus,
The Young Rascals,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Make Up,
The Monochrome Set,
The Moleskins,
Mandrill,
Matthew Bourne,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Archie Shepp,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Absolute Body Control,
Stetsasonic,
Nation of Ulysses,
Amon Düül II,
Arcadia,
Panda Bear,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
A Certain Ratio,
The Seeds,
Radio Birdman,
Adolescents,
The Buckinghams,
The Human League,
Neu!,
Juan Atkins,
the Bar-Kays,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Standells,
Circle Jerks,
Peter & Gordon,
Youth Brigade,
Gang Starr,
Country Joe & The Fish,
EPMD,
Joe Finger,
Rod Modell,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Flipper,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.