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 Belgium and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Young Marble Giants to the electroclash 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 Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose 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 '60s 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 Alison Limerick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Royal Trux,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Guru Guru,
the Fania All-Stars,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Smiths,
Soul II Soul,
Sound Behaviour,
Roy Ayers,
Ituana,
EPMD,
Rekid,
Delta 5,
Spoonie Gee,
Crime,
OOIOO,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eurythmics,
Lightning Bolt,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Slits,
The Wake,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Association,
David Axelrod,
Symarip,
The Buckinghams,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Swans,
Godley & Creme,
Cluster,
Junior Murvin,
Juan Atkins,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Mummies,
Q65,
Rosa Yemen,
Radiohead,
Lalann,
Lakeside,
Franke,
Faust,
The Doors,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kayak,
Tom Boy,
Flipper,
Arthur Verocai,
The Happenings,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Sound,
Black Pus,
One Last Wish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sun City Girls,
Animal Collective,
Brick,
Monolake,
Severed Heads,
Chris & Cosey,
Magazine,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.