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 Bosnia Herzegovina 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar 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 Flash Fearless to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Seeds,
Spoonie Gee,
Pantaleimon,
Visage,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Girls At Our Best!,
Can,
Model 500,
The Standells,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Circle Jerks,
Camberwell Now,
Dawn Penn,
The Pretty Things,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Crooked Eye,
Electric Light Orchestra,
One Last Wish,
10cc,
Gichy Dan,
MC5,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gabor Szabo,
Ultra Naté,
Stereo Dub,
Gang of Four,
Franke,
Electric Prunes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ronan,
Suburban Knight,
Fatback Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Fall,
Lakeside,
Wolf Eyes,
Peter and Kerry,
Arab on Radar,
Yusef Lateef,
Cybotron,
Cheater Slicks,
Camouflage,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ultravox,
The Tremeloes,
Bluetip,
Sexual Harrassment,
Stockholm Monsters,
Vainqueur,
Gang Green,
The Index,
Radiohead,
The Buckinghams,
The American Breed,
Bronski Beat,
Pylon,
Zero Boys,
FM Einheit,
Danielle Patucci,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.