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 Libya and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 This Heat to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
John Coltrane,
The Gories,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Association,
Scientists,
David Bowie,
Ken Boothe,
Monolake,
Stiv Bators,
Quando Quango,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Yellowson,
The Litter,
Bauhaus,
Bob Dylan,
Nik Kershaw,
Isaac Hayes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Iggy Pop,
the Human League,
Arcadia,
Stockholm Monsters,
Cal Tjader,
Slick Rick,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sparks,
The Black Dice,
Essential Logic,
Joensuu 1685,
Graham Central Station,
Mary Jane Girls,
Franke,
Barry Ungar,
China Crisis,
The Dead C,
UT,
Drive Like Jehu,
Al Stewart,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Skaos,
Moebius,
Deadbeat,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Traffic Nightmare,
Davy DMX,
Lightning Bolt,
Panda Bear,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Monochrome Set,
Lalo Schifrin,
Reagan Youth,
Lindisfarne,
Nick Fraelich,
Skriet,
The Trojans,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bill Near,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ituana,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.