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 Ghana and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Yazoo to the funk 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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Blake Baxter,
Cameo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Walker Brothers,
Talk Talk,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Henry Cow,
OOIOO,
Sparks,
Harry Pussy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Newcleus,
Aaron Thompson,
Crime,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Charles Mingus,
Shoche,
Lungfish,
The Gories,
Theoretical Girls,
Fatback Band,
Dead Boys,
Delta 5,
Tropical Tobacco,
Thompson Twins,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rakim,
The Slits,
Juan Atkins,
Eden Ahbez,
The Vogues,
Laurel Aitken,
The Mummies,
Marine Girls,
John Lydon,
Pantytec,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wire,
Camberwell Now,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Supertramp,
Circle Jerks,
Sun Ra,
The Blackbyrds,
Vladislav Delay,
Deadbeat,
Negative Approach,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Outsiders,
Guru Guru,
The Victims,
The Moody Blues,
The Dead C,
Fluxion,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Althea and Donna,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Moleskins,
Joyce Sims,
Roy Ayers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.