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 Colombia and from Woodstock.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soft Machine to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All kango's stein massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s 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 Little Man 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?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Circle Jerks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Nik Kershaw,
Ralphi Rosario,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tears for Fears,
Pulsallama,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Chris & Cosey,
Fatback Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
48th St. Collective,
Trumans Water,
Dark Day,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Technova,
Thee Headcoats,
The Moleskins,
John Holt,
The Walker Brothers,
Severed Heads,
The Black Dice,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Robert Görl,
The Techniques,
Amon Düül,
John Lydon,
Kevin Saunderson,
Danielle Patucci,
The Misunderstood,
Blake Baxter,
Camberwell Now,
The Angels of Light,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Toni Rubio,
Agent Orange,
Prince Buster,
The Invisible,
Moby Grape,
Michelle Simonal,
Flash Fearless,
Kerrie Biddell,
Barbara Tucker,
Crime,
Marvin Gaye,
Ultra Naté,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alton Ellis,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Five Americans,
Grey Daturas,
F. McDonald,
Vladislav Delay,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Skriet,
Cal Tjader,
the Sonics,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
the Normal,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.