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 Equatorial Guinea and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 Donny Hathaway to the jazz 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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Nas,
Aaron Thompson,
Albert Ayler,
In Retrospect,
the Germs,
Marine Girls,
Barrington Levy,
Graham Central Station,
Magazine,
The Mummies,
MDC,
Qualms,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Slackers,
Darondo,
Lalo Schifrin,
Desert Stars,
The Count Five,
Ten City,
Moebius,
Bush Tetras,
Maleditus Sound,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Walker Brothers,
Piero Umiliani,
The Cowsills,
The Happenings,
The Angels of Light,
Pole,
Eden Ahbez,
Max Romeo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Hardrive,
Soul II Soul,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Panda Bear,
New Age Steppers,
Alphaville,
Eve St. Jones,
Sixth Finger,
New York Dolls,
Nils Olav,
Ultravox,
Grandmaster Flash,
L. Decosne,
Fugazi,
Laurel Aitken,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Boz Scaggs,
X-Ray Spex,
Lucky Dragons,
Chris & Cosey,
Isaac Hayes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Vogues,
Todd Rundgren,
Newcleus,
Technova,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.