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 Haiti and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Lou Reed 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 Sonic Youth to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New York Dolls,
Simply Red,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cymande,
Lyres,
Lucky Dragons,
John Coltrane,
Eden Ahbez,
Black Moon,
Susan Cadogan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Joey Negro,
Thompson Twins,
OOIOO,
Pole,
the Bar-Kays,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Misunderstood,
This Heat,
The Pop Group,
Zapp,
Toni Rubio,
Zero Boys,
Skarface,
Massinfluence,
The Fugs,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
cv313,
Q and Not U,
D'Angelo,
Eli Mardock,
Section 25,
Crash Course in Science,
Rapeman,
Public Image Ltd.,
Public Enemy,
Bobby Sherman,
the Swans,
The J.B.'s,
Sixth Finger,
Rosa Yemen,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Invisible,
New Age Steppers,
Fela Kuti,
Scan 7,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Groovy Waters,
Gregory Isaacs,
Stereo Dub,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mark Hollis,
The Doors,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ludus,
John Lydon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Yazoo,
Chris & Cosey,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Count Five,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.