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 Malaysia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 Nation of Ulysses to the disco 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 Index. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lungfish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sex Pistols,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nico,
Bauhaus,
Pussy Galore,
Scratch Acid,
Lakeside,
The Offenders,
Essential Logic,
Moby Grape,
Severed Heads,
Mark Hollis,
Drive Like Jehu,
Harpers Bizarre,
Slick Rick,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Max Romeo,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Heaven 17,
Grandmaster Flash,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gregory Isaacs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Darondo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Japan,
The Misunderstood,
Bush Tetras,
Joe Smooth,
Erasure,
Fad Gadget,
Donny Hathaway,
Maleditus Sound,
Soft Machine,
Urselle,
Fluxion,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Von Mondo,
Smog,
the Soft Cell,
Erykah Badu,
The Gap Band,
June of 44,
Yaz,
The Kinks,
The Modern Lovers,
48th St. Collective,
Alphaville,
The Monochrome Set,
Theoretical Girls,
The Doobie Brothers,
Al Stewart,
Sugar Minott,
Whodini,
Cameo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Marvin Gaye,
Duran Duran,
Todd Rundgren,
Radiohead,
Depeche Mode,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.