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 Azerbaijan and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 New York Dolls to the rock 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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Dark Day,
Wings,
the Sonics,
The Wake,
Fugazi,
PIL,
Black Sheep,
Cluster,
Peter & Gordon,
X-Ray Spex,
Jimmy McGriff,
Animal Collective,
Audionom,
Absolute Body Control,
Ten City,
Echospace,
Banda Bassotti,
Crispy Ambulance,
Public Enemy,
Alice Coltrane,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
ABBA,
AZ,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ice-T,
Grey Daturas,
La Düsseldorf,
Patti Smith,
Lakeside,
June Days,
Jacques Brel,
Japan,
Rufus Thomas,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pantaleimon,
The Gap Band,
Swans,
Funkadelic,
Henry Cow,
Aural Exciters,
Lou Reed,
Fad Gadget,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Goldenarms,
The Electric Prunes,
Circle Jerks,
Carl Craig,
Letta Mbulu,
The Smiths,
Amon Düül II,
Eli Mardock,
Chris Corsano,
Susan Cadogan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mark Hollis,
Organ,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Blake Baxter,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.