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 Italy and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Organ to the funk 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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eve St. Jones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Danielle Patucci,
The Golliwogs,
Reagan Youth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Techniques,
Deepchord,
The Fuzztones,
Sugar Minott,
Radiopuhelimet,
Skarface,
Electric Prunes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pantaleimon,
Black Flag,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Buckinghams,
Minny Pops,
Wolf Eyes,
Brass Construction,
Crispian St. Peters,
Qualms,
Jeru the Damaja,
Zapp,
Fluxion,
Simply Red,
Glenn Branca,
Goldenarms,
D'Angelo,
Bob Dylan,
The Pop Group,
Vainqueur,
Das Ding,
The Stooges,
The Vogues,
Livin' Joy,
Tommy Roe,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ultra Naté,
Derrick May,
The Skatalites,
Warren Ellis,
Hot Snakes,
Metal Thangz,
Niagra,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Gladiators,
The Dirtbombs,
Pole,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lakeside,
Minnie Riperton,
Fear,
Banda Bassotti,
Black Bananas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
T.S.O.L.,
Kayak,
Black Moon,
Easy Going,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.