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 Latvia and from Taipei.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Das Ding to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sound. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tears for Fears,
Basic Channel,
The Skatalites,
Howard Jones,
Thee Headcoats,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Average White Band,
David McCallum,
Roy Ayers,
Das Ding,
Barclay James Harvest,
Los Fastidios,
Brick,
The Gap Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Infiniti,
Jeff Lynne,
cv313,
Lungfish,
Excepter,
Trumans Water,
Underground Resistance,
Mad Mike,
Supertramp,
The Names,
Sam Rivers,
Yaz,
Big Daddy Kane,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dave Gahan,
New Age Steppers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gerry Rafferty,
Suburban Knight,
Malaria!,
T.S.O.L.,
Spoonie Gee,
Blossom Toes,
H. Thieme,
Alton Ellis,
Young Marble Giants,
the Germs,
Hot Snakes,
Blake Baxter,
The Saints,
Cameo,
Ornette Coleman,
the Normal,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Faust,
The Happenings,
Neu!,
The Trojans,
Moebius,
The Gladiators,
the Association,
Siglo XX,
Lou Reed,
X-Ray Spex,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gang Green,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Grey Daturas,
Mission of Burma,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.