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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Shanghai.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kenny Larkin to the punk 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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
The Pop Group,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lyres,
Crash Course in Science,
Soulsonic Force,
Andrew Hill,
Fat Boys,
The Walker Brothers,
The Pretty Things,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
H. Thieme,
The Smoke,
The Star Department,
Peter & Gordon,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Buckinghams,
Agitation Free,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Inner City,
Soul Sonic Force,
Tropical Tobacco,
Arcadia,
Joe Smooth,
Intrusion,
Crispian St. Peters,
Scratch Acid,
New York Dolls,
the Human League,
Oneida,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Accadde A,
The Gun Club,
Josef K,
Sonic Youth,
Essential Logic,
Eric Dolphy,
Suburban Knight,
The Leaves,
Heaven 17,
Junior Murvin,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Letta Mbulu,
Metal Thangz,
The Blackbyrds,
Pantaleimon,
Jacques Brel,
In Retrospect,
Television,
Graham Central Station,
A Certain Ratio,
Yellowson,
Joensuu 1685,
Joey Negro,
the Swans,
Q65,
Half Japanese,
David Bowie,
The Misunderstood,
The Grass Roots,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.