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 Tonga and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Metal Thangz to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lakeside,
New Age Steppers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Roxette,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sandy B,
Young Marble Giants,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Fortunes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Remains,
The Sisters of Mercy,
LL Cool J,
Minnie Riperton,
Scott Walker,
Yazoo,
Colin Newman,
Sarah Menescal,
Robert Hood,
Little Man,
Simply Red,
Quadrant,
The Zeros,
Leonard Cohen,
E-Dancer,
The Monks,
The Stooges,
Chris Corsano,
Delta 5,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bluetip,
Black Pus,
Pantytec,
Fluxion,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pylon,
Ultravox,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Suburban Knight,
Rotary Connection,
The Kinks,
Stereo Dub,
X-Ray Spex,
Fad Gadget,
Josef K,
Television Personalities,
Siglo XX,
Pulsallama,
Lou Christie,
Pere Ubu,
Rekid,
Slick Rick,
Maurizio,
Quantec,
Au Pairs,
Marc Almond,
The Fire Engines,
Junior Murvin,
Joe Finger,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.