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 United Kingdom and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 sitar 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 The Martian to the rock 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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
La Düsseldorf,
Wire,
Black Pus,
Guru Guru,
Lalann,
Ice-T,
Judy Mowatt,
Japan,
The Techniques,
Skarface,
Quantec,
Anthony Braxton,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Fatback Band,
Shoche,
Bizarre Inc.,
Whodini,
Aloha Tigers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Lydon,
The Mojo Men,
Duran Duran,
Leonard Cohen,
Dave Gahan,
Swell Maps,
Joensuu 1685,
Matthew Halsall,
The Last Poets,
One Last Wish,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Television Personalities,
kango's stein massive,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Motorama,
Zero Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Real Kids,
Bronski Beat,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Evens,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pantytec,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Erykah Badu,
The Fortunes,
The Kinks,
Kaleidoscope,
ABC,
Babytalk,
Bauhaus,
Model 500,
Au Pairs,
Half Japanese,
The Durutti Column,
Blossom Toes,
Morten Harket,
Bad Manners,
Ultimate Spinach,
Boogie Down Productions,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.