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 Somalia and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Supertramp to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
H. Thieme,
Bill Wells,
Country Teasers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
New Age Steppers,
Depeche Mode,
Reuben Wilson,
Organ,
Nirvana,
The Barracudas,
Liliput,
Surgeon,
The Monochrome Set,
Sun Ra,
MDC,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Barclay James Harvest,
Roger Hodgson,
Yellowson,
Eli Mardock,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Quantec,
The Mummies,
Lou Christie,
Audionom,
Skarface,
Isaac Hayes,
Hot Snakes,
The Electric Prunes,
Tubeway Army,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Blues Magoos,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Max Romeo,
The Neon Judgement,
Suburban Knight,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Echospace,
Todd Rundgren,
Juan Atkins,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Nas,
Ituana,
Harpers Bizarre,
Cecil Taylor,
Second Layer,
10cc,
Barry Ungar,
Chris & Cosey,
The Index,
Robert Hood,
Nico,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
B.T. Express,
Agent Orange,
Slick Rick,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.