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 Uganda and from Copenhagen.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 linndrum 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 Pantytec to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Martian,
Deadbeat,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The J.B.'s,
Crispian St. Peters,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jerry's Kids,
Jacob Miller,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Black Flag,
The Cowsills,
Piero Umiliani,
Crime,
Loose Ends,
Bush Tetras,
Kas Product,
The Remains,
Maleditus Sound,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Vainqueur,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Outsiders,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eli Mardock,
Jawbox,
Rod Modell,
Graham Central Station,
The Techniques,
Ohio Players,
Tres Demented,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Terrestrial Tones,
Scion,
Panda Bear,
Blossom Toes,
Arab on Radar,
The Index,
The Litter,
The Dave Clark Five,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marc Almond,
Soul II Soul,
Gang Green,
The Sound,
Flipper,
Ludus,
Kaleidoscope,
The Birthday Party,
Jacques Brel,
Sarah Menescal,
Essential Logic,
John Foxx,
Franke,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lyres,
Country Teasers,
Donny Hathaway,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Steve Hackett,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.