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 India and from Paris.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Shanghai.
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 harpsichord 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 Lebanon Hanover to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Ultimate Spinach,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bush Tetras,
Bobby Byrd,
Bill Wells,
Ultravox,
The Doobie Brothers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Man Eating Sloth,
PIL,
The Offenders,
Man Parrish,
Oneida,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Quando Quango,
Swell Maps,
the Swans,
Eve St. Jones,
Zapp,
Johnny Osbourne,
Moby Grape,
Quadrant,
Marine Girls,
The Residents,
Babytalk,
Zero Boys,
Main Source,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Buzzcocks,
Donny Hathaway,
Basic Channel,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tom Boy,
Nation of Ulysses,
Wolf Eyes,
Section 25,
The Black Dice,
Oblivians,
Toni Rubio,
The Beau Brummels,
Sixth Finger,
Electric Prunes,
Rekid,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Mojo Men,
Public Enemy,
ABBA,
Aloha Tigers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Byron Stingily,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Sonics,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Monolake,
Gerry Rafferty,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pylon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Duran Duran,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.