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 Liechtenstein and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 clarinet 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 Japan to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
The Skatalites,
The Move,
Grey Daturas,
Public Image Ltd.,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roger Hodgson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Vainqueur,
the Normal,
Robert Wyatt,
Sun City Girls,
The Martian,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ralphi Rosario,
Isaac Hayes,
Andrew Hill,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Monolake,
Dead Boys,
The Grass Roots,
Al Stewart,
Massinfluence,
Letta Mbulu,
Tomorrow,
Soulsonic Force,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Au Pairs,
Erasure,
Amazonics,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wasted Youth,
Loose Ends,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ohio Players,
Delta 5,
Mr. Review,
Jacques Brel,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
X-102,
The Modern Lovers,
Little Man,
Lucky Dragons,
Quadrant,
the Swans,
Bobby Sherman,
Intrusion,
Depeche Mode,
Wolf Eyes,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Whodini,
Fat Boys,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Velvet Underground,
The Invisible,
John Foxx,
Index,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.