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 Tanzania and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Durutti Column to the rock 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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
Magma,
Ludus,
Von Mondo,
The Wake,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Morten Harket,
Outsiders,
Crash Course in Science,
The Sound,
John Cale,
Model 500,
Audionom,
Aloha Tigers,
Banda Bassotti,
Mars,
Depeche Mode,
Young Marble Giants,
Bizarre Inc.,
CMW,
Amon Düül II,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Slits,
Scratch Acid,
The Residents,
Kenny Larkin,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Groovy Waters,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Electric Prunes,
T.S.O.L.,
Harmonia,
Jeru the Damaja,
Chris Corsano,
Faust,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Agitation Free,
The Monochrome Set,
Traffic Nightmare,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Cheater Slicks,
Juan Atkins,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Howard Jones,
The Fire Engines,
Gregory Isaacs,
Zero Boys,
Bobby Sherman,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Pop Group,
The Monks,
R.M.O.,
Animal Collective,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Golliwogs,
Boz Scaggs,
Icehouse,
Rapeman,
Delta 5,
Blake Baxter,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ten City,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.