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 El Salvador and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 sitar 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 AZ 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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
John Coltrane,
Wings,
The Gories,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Con Funk Shun,
Agent Orange,
the Human League,
Janne Schatter,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Offenders,
Fear,
Tres Demented,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sonic Youth,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fatback Band,
China Crisis,
Reagan Youth,
The United States of America,
The Residents,
Alphaville,
The Buckinghams,
World's Most,
Chrome,
The Cramps,
Half Japanese,
10cc,
Josef K,
Cecil Taylor,
Toni Rubio,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Glenn Branca,
Wire,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jandek,
Davy DMX,
Byron Stingily,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kerrie Biddell,
Animal Collective,
The Zeros,
Deepchord,
Erasure,
DNA,
kango's stein massive,
Metal Thangz,
Wasted Youth,
Au Pairs,
Flash Fearless,
David Bowie,
In Retrospect,
Pussy Galore,
Public Image Ltd.,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bronski Beat,
Black Moon,
Jeff Lynne,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole.
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.