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 Morocco and from Sao Paulo.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Urselle to the dance 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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a PIL record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bang On A Can,
Japan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Thompson Twins,
China Crisis,
H. Thieme,
Gichy Dan,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Mummies,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DJ Style,
Aswad,
Robert Görl,
Joe Finger,
David McCallum,
Soft Machine,
Marvin Gaye,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ituana,
Erasure,
Gang Gang Dance,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fatback Band,
Joe Smooth,
Pierre Henry,
Stereo Dub,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Selecter,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dawn Penn,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lakeside,
Deakin,
World's Most,
Roxy Music,
Jawbox,
Nas,
Alphaville,
The Motions,
Radiopuhelimet,
Moebius,
Magma,
La Düsseldorf,
Urselle,
Buzzcocks,
Davy DMX,
Model 500,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
E-Dancer,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Von Mondo,
The Index,
Althea and Donna,
The Busters,
Nick Fraelich,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
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.