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 Brazil 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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Flash Fearless to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Gories. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Con Funk Shun,
Icehouse,
Oneida,
Alphaville,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gabor Szabo,
Ponytail,
Nick Fraelich,
MDC,
Das Ding,
Brass Construction,
Pet Shop Boys,
Cluster,
James White and The Blacks,
Qualms,
Yusef Lateef,
Chris & Cosey,
Josef K,
Soft Cell,
Wire,
X-102,
Lalann,
Sun Ra,
New Age Steppers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Quantec,
Au Pairs,
48th St. Collective,
Tom Boy,
June of 44,
T.S.O.L.,
Slick Rick,
Animal Collective,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tommy Roe,
Unrelated Segments,
Royal Trux,
Country Teasers,
Scion,
DNA,
Black Bananas,
Magazine,
Talk Talk,
John Lydon,
E-Dancer,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ten City,
Jeff Mills,
Section 25,
Zero Boys,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mission of Burma,
Deadbeat,
Gregory Isaacs,
John Foxx,
Barry Ungar,
China Crisis,
The Star Department,
Carl Craig,
kango's stein massive,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.