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 Seychelles and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 808 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 Adolescents to the funk 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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
David McCallum,
10cc,
The Doors,
Tubeway Army,
Gichy Dan,
Symarip,
Juan Atkins,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cecil Taylor,
Girls At Our Best!,
Aswad,
Black Sheep,
Boredoms,
Kenny Larkin,
Eurythmics,
Severed Heads,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Roy Ayers,
The Five Americans,
Bill Wells,
Maleditus Sound,
Ossler,
The Moleskins,
Hardrive,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Alice Coltrane,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kaleidoscope,
The United States of America,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Monks,
Black Flag,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Technova,
Crime,
Sexual Harrassment,
Throbbing Gristle,
Hot Snakes,
The Young Rascals,
Barry Ungar,
Marine Girls,
Rekid,
The Misunderstood,
Aural Exciters,
Gang of Four,
Harmonia,
Deepchord,
Main Source,
X-Ray Spex,
Lower 48,
Josef K,
Visage,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cameo,
Youth Brigade,
David Bowie,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eli Mardock,
Niagra,
Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore.
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.