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 Somalia and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bologna.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 La Düsseldorf to the grime 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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Mars,
One Last Wish,
Dave Gahan,
H. Thieme,
Quantec,
Motorama,
Suicide,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Raincoats,
Lower 48,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Terry Callier,
Crispian St. Peters,
Godley & Creme,
Roxette,
The Toasters,
Drexciya,
Anakelly,
Neu!,
Rakim,
Absolute Body Control,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Funky Four + One,
A Flock of Seagulls,
John Holt,
Susan Cadogan,
Lakeside,
Skriet,
Easy Going,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tres Demented,
Rites of Spring,
JFA,
Sex Pistols,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Evens,
Eden Ahbez,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Skaos,
John Lydon,
Average White Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dual Sessions,
The Moody Blues,
Michelle Simonal,
Brothers Johnson,
Camberwell Now,
The United States of America,
Robert Görl,
the Human League,
Radiohead,
Au Pairs,
Roger Hodgson,
Idris Muhammad,
Terrestrial Tones,
Depeche Mode,
Kurtis Blow,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.