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 Guyana and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 MC5 to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Banda Bassotti,
Black Moon,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Symarip,
Jimmy McGriff,
Q and Not U,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Association,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Donny Hathaway,
Stereo Dub,
48th St. Collective,
Easy Going,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
JFA,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Max Romeo,
Amon Düül II,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Adolescents,
Black Pus,
Barbara Tucker,
Jerry's Kids,
Flash Fearless,
Tom Boy,
Derrick Morgan,
Juan Atkins,
Radiohead,
Barry Ungar,
Pole,
KRS-One,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Al Stewart,
Robert Wyatt,
The Evens,
David Bowie,
Kurtis Blow,
Boz Scaggs,
Whodini,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Fugs,
Kenny Larkin,
Alton Ellis,
Lakeside,
Agitation Free,
Kaleidoscope,
The Seeds,
Dead Boys,
Suburban Knight,
Sound Behaviour,
Pantaleimon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sam Rivers,
Thee Headcoats,
Maleditus Sound,
The Invisible,
James White and The Blacks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Blancmange,
Yusef Lateef,
Yazoo,
Cheater Slicks,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.