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 Marshall Islands and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Grandmaster Flash to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Yaz,
Eric Copeland,
Suicide,
Reagan Youth,
Quadrant,
Schoolly D,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bill Wells,
Ituana,
The Cramps,
The Walker Brothers,
Nico,
Depeche Mode,
Quando Quango,
Flipper,
Sugar Minott,
Inner City,
the Germs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pagans,
The Grass Roots,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Television Personalities,
Absolute Body Control,
Whodini,
Chris Corsano,
Yusef Lateef,
The Cure,
Kevin Saunderson,
Don Cherry,
Babytalk,
Erasure,
Eurythmics,
ABBA,
Excepter,
Joe Finger,
Ronan,
Chris & Cosey,
The Gap Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ornette Coleman,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tom Boy,
Henry Cow,
Roger Hodgson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Make Up,
The Mojo Men,
The Gladiators,
Moebius,
Danielle Patucci,
Qualms,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Brand Nubian,
FM Einheit,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Roy Ayers,
The Divine Comedy,
Newcleus,
Pussy Galore,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.