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 Ukraine and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Delhi and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 güiro 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 Eddi Front to the dance 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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rotary Connection,
A Certain Ratio,
Thee Headcoats,
the Germs,
Basic Channel,
Excepter,
Rod Modell,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Vogues,
Harry Pussy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Searchers,
Eurythmics,
Quadrant,
Maurizio,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mary Jane Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Newcleus,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Joy Division,
Nation of Ulysses,
Stetsasonic,
Duran Duran,
Black Pus,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Pretty Things,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Quando Quango,
Wings,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Danielle Patucci,
Tubeway Army,
Andrew Hill,
Colin Newman,
Maleditus Sound,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Trojans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Man Eating Sloth,
Black Sheep,
Television Personalities,
ABBA,
The Invisible,
The Beau Brummels,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Parry Music,
The Cure,
Angry Samoans,
Ken Boothe,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Buzzcocks,
Gang Gang Dance,
Qualms,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Real Kids,
Electric Prunes,
Joe Smooth,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.