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 Cyprus and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Kurtis Blow 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 B.T. Express. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
Eddi Front,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dennis Brown,
Aaron Thompson,
Faraquet,
Hoover,
The Litter,
Qualms,
the Sonics,
Soft Cell,
Tres Demented,
EPMD,
Neil Young,
Marc Almond,
Lightning Bolt,
CMW,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Donald Byrd,
Model 500,
Second Layer,
The Mojo Men,
Girls At Our Best!,
Roy Ayers,
Deepchord,
Judy Mowatt,
Blake Baxter,
The Skatalites,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Durutti Column,
Monolake,
Neu!,
Liliput,
Max Romeo,
Easy Going,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Kinks,
X-Ray Spex,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Detroit Cobras,
The American Breed,
Anakelly,
Scratch Acid,
The Grass Roots,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Zeros,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Thompson Twins,
Lower 48,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
X-101,
The New Christs,
Das Ding,
Johnny Clarke,
Can,
The Last Poets,
Dead Boys,
Toni Rubio,
Mandrill,
David Axelrod,
Amon Düül,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.