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 Lebanon and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Ronan to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Searchers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
The Motions,
Nirvana,
Lou Reed,
Mark Hollis,
Mad Mike,
Franke,
Radiohead,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Doors,
Morten Harket,
The Count Five,
The Trojans,
Neu!,
Sarah Menescal,
Spandau Ballet,
Vladislav Delay,
Pere Ubu,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pagans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Misunderstood,
MDC,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Q and Not U,
Barry Ungar,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Move,
Amazonics,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Bush Tetras,
Ludus,
Barbara Tucker,
Subhumans,
Robert Hood,
Ice-T,
Al Stewart,
Kenny Larkin,
Ultimate Spinach,
David Bowie,
Babytalk,
Ohio Players,
The Black Dice,
LL Cool J,
The Skatalites,
The American Breed,
Excepter,
Ten City,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Dead C,
Pulsallama,
The Knickerbockers,
The Tremeloes,
the Bar-Kays,
10cc,
Pylon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aural Exciters,
Alton Ellis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Scratch Acid,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.