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 Poland and from Bremen.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Philadelphia.
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 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 Agent Orange to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
Heaven 17,
Cheater Slicks,
Basic Channel,
Moby Grape,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Chrome,
Television Personalities,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Camberwell Now,
Harry Pussy,
Roxy Music,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Infiniti,
Rotary Connection,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gichy Dan,
Skriet,
The Leaves,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Procol Harum,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sexual Harrassment,
Masters at Work,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Vogues,
T.S.O.L.,
Desert Stars,
Roxette,
CMW,
The Associates,
Sugar Minott,
Jacob Miller,
June of 44,
Lee Hazlewood,
Inner City,
Bobby Byrd,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Fall,
Adolescents,
Yaz,
Skarface,
MC5,
Guru Guru,
Dennis Brown,
Danielle Patucci,
Scratch Acid,
Lalann,
Easy Going,
Pole,
Quantec,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Crispy Ambulance,
These Immortal Souls,
Camouflage,
Prince Buster,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.