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 Antigua and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 New Order to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Eating Sloth,
Animal Collective,
Andrew Hill,
Cluster,
Max Romeo,
The Offenders,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Wake,
New York Dolls,
Fluxion,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Section 25,
The Fuzztones,
Reagan Youth,
Blossom Toes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Saints,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Khruangbin,
The Pretty Things,
10cc,
Bill Wells,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Chrome,
These Immortal Souls,
The Doors,
Idris Muhammad,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sexual Harrassment,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joensuu 1685,
Average White Band,
Agitation Free,
Magma,
Icehouse,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Tubeway Army,
Bobby Byrd,
Supertramp,
The Dirtbombs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nico,
Outsiders,
Hardrive,
Steve Hackett,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Masters at Work,
Blake Baxter,
The Happenings,
Shoche,
The Toasters,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Country Teasers,
Barrington Levy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
the Soft Cell,
DNA,
Gang of Four,
Ten City,
Radiohead,
Black Moon,
Skarface,
Bootsy Collins,
The Cowsills,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.