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 Samoa and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Howard Jones to the punk 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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T.S.O.L.,
CMW,
Altered Images,
Brand Nubian,
Vainqueur,
Underground Resistance,
Yellowson,
Don Cherry,
The Techniques,
Quando Quango,
The Knickerbockers,
Pere Ubu,
Pole,
Cameo,
The Divine Comedy,
Todd Terry,
Stiv Bators,
Cheater Slicks,
Camberwell Now,
Public Image Ltd.,
B.T. Express,
Liliput,
Chris Corsano,
Erasure,
Black Moon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bronski Beat,
the Swans,
Amon Düül II,
Ice-T,
The Martian,
Lakeside,
Royal Trux,
Fad Gadget,
Oneida,
Tres Demented,
Magma,
Little Man,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Gories,
Groovy Waters,
Swans,
Rod Modell,
Boogie Down Productions,
Skarface,
Negative Approach,
Neu!,
Los Fastidios,
The Pop Group,
D'Angelo,
Niagra,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Monochrome Set,
The Motions,
Harmonia,
Ronnie Foster,
F. McDonald,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.