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 Greece 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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Edmonton.
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 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 David Bowie 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 Joy Division to the rock 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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Mary Jane Girls,
Heaven 17,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Buzzcocks,
MC5,
Girls At Our Best!,
T.S.O.L.,
The Velvet Underground,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Sonics,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Moebius,
Flamin' Groovies,
Grandmaster Flash,
Animal Collective,
The Walker Brothers,
Intrusion,
Wasted Youth,
John Cale,
The Associates,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobby Byrd,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Section 25,
The Fuzztones,
Bobby Sherman,
Roxette,
Arab on Radar,
Royal Trux,
Rosa Yemen,
Anakelly,
Easy Going,
The Residents,
Ralphi Rosario,
Avey Tare,
Moss Icon,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
KRS-One,
Desert Stars,
Slave,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Infiniti,
Leonard Cohen,
Rakim,
Reuben Wilson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pulsallama,
Erasure,
Zapp,
Pole,
Eddi Front,
The Human League,
Marmalade,
John Lydon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lindisfarne,
Joey Negro,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.