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 Tajikistan and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Salvador.
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 chamberlin 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 Bad Manners to the grunge 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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
The Beau Brummels,
The Blackbyrds,
Sight & Sound,
Rekid,
Soft Cell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Sound,
Ultra Naté,
Icehouse,
Rapeman,
Eric Dolphy,
The Star Department,
Derrick Morgan,
Clear Light,
Ponytail,
Lebanon Hanover,
Electric Prunes,
The Motions,
Kayak,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Peter & Gordon,
The New Christs,
Absolute Body Control,
Gang Starr,
The Modern Lovers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Silicon Teens,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Man Eating Sloth,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Schoolly D,
Tommy Roe,
Ralphi Rosario,
Drexciya,
Livin' Joy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
LL Cool J,
Steve Hackett,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Minny Pops,
Boz Scaggs,
Man Parrish,
Babytalk,
Ten City,
Thompson Twins,
The Selecter,
The Toasters,
MDC,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
ABBA,
The Index,
Soul II Soul,
Wings,
Kerri Chandler,
Gichy Dan,
Ornette Coleman,
China Crisis,
MC5,
Porter Ricks,
Deadbeat,
Faraquet,
DNA,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.