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 Philippines and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 mellotron 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 Kenny Larkin 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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Thompson Twins,
The Beau Brummels,
Main Source,
Spoonie Gee,
Connie Case,
Crispy Ambulance,
Josef K,
Roxette,
The Litter,
Ronan,
LL Cool J,
Black Pus,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Q and Not U,
Scan 7,
Chris Corsano,
Sound Behaviour,
Marshall Jefferson,
Skriet,
The Star Department,
Nick Fraelich,
The Black Dice,
Mission of Burma,
Cheater Slicks,
Moss Icon,
Brass Construction,
Intrusion,
Cecil Taylor,
Nils Olav,
Scrapy,
This Heat,
Piero Umiliani,
James White and The Blacks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eurythmics,
The Fall,
Reuben Wilson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jeff Lynne,
The Standells,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lungfish,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Count Five,
Saccharine Trust,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pantytec,
The Trojans,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Neon Judgement,
T.S.O.L.,
Cameo,
Oneida,
Scion,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Blackbyrds,
Subhumans,
Joe Finger,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.