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 Estonia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 harpsichord 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 The Wake to the disco 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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The J.B.'s,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Matthew Halsall,
Bad Manners,
Lyres,
Howard Jones,
New Order,
Fluxion,
Duran Duran,
Kerri Chandler,
Davy DMX,
Mad Mike,
Royal Trux,
Ossler,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Invisible,
Depeche Mode,
The Toasters,
The Moody Blues,
Electric Prunes,
Urselle,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Symarip,
The Fall,
Grey Daturas,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Laurel Aitken,
MDC,
Radiopuhelimet,
Reuben Wilson,
Bush Tetras,
China Crisis,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Young Marble Giants,
Steve Hackett,
Godley & Creme,
Metal Thangz,
K-Klass,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Yaz,
The Golliwogs,
Television,
Neil Young,
The Seeds,
Rotary Connection,
MC5,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Trumans Water,
Henry Cow,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rosa Yemen,
Aswad,
Marshall Jefferson,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.