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 Mexico and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 synthesizer 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 The Dead C to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
This Heat,
Scion,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Glenn Branca,
Nico,
Swell Maps,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pet Shop Boys,
Harmonia,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nation of Ulysses,
Eric Dolphy,
The Smiths,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bad Manners,
Masters at Work,
the Germs,
Johnny Osbourne,
AZ,
Jacob Miller,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Residents,
Vainqueur,
Toni Rubio,
New Age Steppers,
Hasil Adkins,
The Skatalites,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bootsy Collins,
The Seeds,
Joensuu 1685,
Carl Craig,
Shuggie Otis,
Zero Boys,
The Music Machine,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Sonics,
Section 25,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
China Crisis,
Crispian St. Peters,
One Last Wish,
Maurizio,
Crime,
Sexual Harrassment,
Blossom Toes,
The Cramps,
Au Pairs,
Mad Mike,
Massinfluence,
Ronnie Foster,
a-ha,
Japan,
Banda Bassotti,
The Moleskins,
R.M.O.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Electric Prunes,
Popol Vuh,
Bush Tetras,
Porter Ricks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.