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 Greece and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 arpeggiator 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 Bang On A Can to the electroclash 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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All The Angels of Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Franke,
The Invisible,
Mandrill,
Y Pants,
Eurythmics,
Subhumans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lungfish,
Bob Dylan,
The Litter,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ultravox,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Negative Approach,
Judy Mowatt,
Organ,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Simply Red,
Trumans Water,
Kerri Chandler,
cv313,
Sparks,
Robert Görl,
Sister Nancy,
8 Eyed Spy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bluetip,
Buzzcocks,
The Smiths,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Con Funk Shun,
Yazoo,
Ice-T,
The Leaves,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lou Christie,
Erykah Badu,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Procol Harum,
Jimmy McGriff,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Knickerbockers,
Bootsy Collins,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kool Moe Dee,
Amon Düül II,
The Saints,
Rapeman,
The Cramps,
Livin' Joy,
China Crisis,
David Axelrod,
The Velvet Underground,
The Flesh Eaters,
Vainqueur,
Grauzone,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.