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 Iran and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Hong Kong.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Avey Tare to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Names. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Erasure,
Andrew Hill,
Goldenarms,
The Divine Comedy,
LL Cool J,
The Skatalites,
Thee Headcoats,
Scrapy,
Barbara Tucker,
Hoover,
Ultravox,
Thompson Twins,
John Foxx,
Nico,
Byron Stingily,
The Star Department,
Michelle Simonal,
U.S. Maple,
CMW,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Animal Collective,
The Slits,
the Fania All-Stars,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Cybotron,
Roxy Music,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Average White Band,
Hardrive,
John Holt,
MC5,
Bobby Sherman,
Vainqueur,
Section 25,
Drive Like Jehu,
Loose Ends,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rotary Connection,
Unwound,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ituana,
Half Japanese,
Cecil Taylor,
Marc Almond,
Alice Coltrane,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
DNA,
Gabor Szabo,
Masters at Work,
Harpers Bizarre,
Visage,
Brothers Johnson,
The Moleskins,
Neu!,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mission of Burma,
Yusef Lateef,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Slick Rick,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.