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 Ethiopia and from Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Ponytail to the rap 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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Motorama,
Pierre Henry,
Guru Guru,
Bill Near,
Sam Rivers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Audionom,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lower 48,
Easy Going,
Grandmaster Flash,
Yazoo,
The Birthday Party,
Lebanon Hanover,
Josef K,
Lee Hazlewood,
Technova,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eurythmics,
Intrusion,
Reagan Youth,
Thee Headcoats,
Bronski Beat,
Pussy Galore,
Camberwell Now,
June of 44,
FM Einheit,
Qualms,
The Neon Judgement,
Mandrill,
T. Rex,
ABBA,
The Velvet Underground,
Deadbeat,
Khruangbin,
La Düsseldorf,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Wings,
Symarip,
Big Daddy Kane,
Masters at Work,
Bush Tetras,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lungfish,
Brand Nubian,
Bobby Womack,
UT,
Main Source,
Sandy B,
Supertramp,
Tom Boy,
Funky Four + One,
Wire,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
JFA,
Vladislav Delay,
Black Pus,
Malaria!,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
PIL,
The Raincoats,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.