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 Congo and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
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 sitar 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 Theoretical Girls to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tomorrow,
Alison Limerick,
Byron Stingily,
Barbara Tucker,
Marc Almond,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Dirtbombs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Funkadelic,
Los Fastidios,
Infiniti,
Hoover,
The Tremeloes,
Danielle Patucci,
Darondo,
Jeff Lynne,
Ultra Naté,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tom Boy,
Aswad,
China Crisis,
Lungfish,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Soft Cell,
Altered Images,
Ponytail,
PIL,
Hardrive,
Chris Corsano,
The Raincoats,
Graham Central Station,
Scion,
Lindisfarne,
Underground Resistance,
New Age Steppers,
Cybotron,
Archie Shepp,
Lou Christie,
Sexual Harrassment,
Joensuu 1685,
Barclay James Harvest,
Skarface,
ABC,
Flash Fearless,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Cowsills,
Flamin' Groovies,
Drexciya,
Mandrill,
Kerri Chandler,
Tubeway Army,
The Techniques,
Television Personalities,
Lyres,
Radio Birdman,
Negative Approach,
Frankie Knuckles,
Joey Negro,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Davy DMX,
Franke,
The Moody Blues,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.