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 Gabon and from Toronto.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Hasil Adkins to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Thompson Twins,
Quadrant,
Marine Girls,
Bauhaus,
Kurtis Blow,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Raincoats,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Alphaville,
The Martian,
The Smiths,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Moebius,
The Slits,
L. Decosne,
Niagra,
Aural Exciters,
The Monks,
The Real Kids,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Y Pants,
Morten Harket,
Tim Buckley,
cv313,
Excepter,
Scan 7,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Slick Rick,
Desert Stars,
Skaos,
The Stooges,
Whodini,
Gil Scott Heron,
Juan Atkins,
In Retrospect,
Pylon,
Minutemen,
A Certain Ratio,
Black Moon,
Eric Copeland,
The Durutti Column,
The Tremeloes,
Negative Approach,
The Invisible,
Howard Jones,
Jandek,
Boredoms,
Mary Jane Girls,
Dave Gahan,
Gabor Szabo,
Lakeside,
Soulsonic Force,
Prince Buster,
Anakelly,
Arthur Verocai,
Susan Cadogan,
Yusef Lateef,
Throbbing Gristle,
Chrome,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.