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 United States and from London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
The Modern Lovers,
Sparks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Thee Headcoats,
The Evens,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
8 Eyed Spy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fatback Band,
Agent Orange,
Japan,
Yaz,
X-101,
Alison Limerick,
Eli Mardock,
Marmalade,
Technova,
David Bowie,
Dave Gahan,
Radiopuhelimet,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Wally Richardson,
John Foxx,
Lee Hazlewood,
Nico,
Pet Shop Boys,
Erasure,
Freddie Wadling,
Neu!,
Tom Boy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Arthur Verocai,
Mary Jane Girls,
Thompson Twins,
Janne Schatter,
Kool Moe Dee,
Cheater Slicks,
The Young Rascals,
Robert Görl,
Joe Smooth,
Marc Almond,
Harry Pussy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Yellowson,
The Detroit Cobras,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The J.B.'s,
Sex Pistols,
Excepter,
Warsaw,
Half Japanese,
H. Thieme,
New Age Steppers,
Massinfluence,
Livin' Joy,
D'Angelo,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.