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 Israel and from Glasgow.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 organ 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 Organ to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Severed Heads,
Cymande,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Harpers Bizarre,
Model 500,
Quantec,
Juan Atkins,
Hasil Adkins,
Minnie Riperton,
Amon Düül,
Can,
Reagan Youth,
Terrestrial Tones,
Black Sheep,
Ice-T,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Todd Terry,
Hardrive,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lalo Schifrin,
New York Dolls,
The Invisible,
Wire,
Lucky Dragons,
Buzzcocks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
E-Dancer,
Lalann,
Kool Moe Dee,
CMW,
Scan 7,
Dawn Penn,
The Sonics,
Rufus Thomas,
June of 44,
Bronski Beat,
These Immortal Souls,
a-ha,
Flipper,
Radiohead,
Susan Cadogan,
The Trojans,
the Fania All-Stars,
Basic Channel,
Interpol,
The Human League,
Infiniti,
The Gories,
Colin Newman,
Easy Going,
Eli Mardock,
World's Most,
Heaven 17,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Audionom,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Tremeloes,
Jandek,
Arab on Radar,
David Bowie,
Kaleidoscope,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.