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 Jamaica and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 marimba 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 Eden Ahbez to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Kayak,
Tears for Fears,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pole,
Spandau Ballet,
Can,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kool Moe Dee,
One Last Wish,
Marmalade,
Mad Mike,
The Saints,
Barclay James Harvest,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Joe Finger,
Kerrie Biddell,
Michelle Simonal,
The Sound,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Blancmange,
Nas,
Fugazi,
Tim Buckley,
OOIOO,
Lyres,
Television Personalities,
Thompson Twins,
Accadde A,
Neu!,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Oneida,
Todd Rundgren,
Scott Walker,
Susan Cadogan,
The Divine Comedy,
Gang Green,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
E-Dancer,
Terry Callier,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Smiths,
Anthony Braxton,
Liliput,
The Black Dice,
Bobby Byrd,
Dead Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
Byron Stingily,
Mars,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Hashim,
Ronan,
Zapp,
Crooked Eye,
Mr. Review,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.