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 Saudi Arabia and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Slits to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Public Enemy,
The Human League,
Aaron Thompson,
Fluxion,
Dawn Penn,
The Moody Blues,
Charles Mingus,
The Raincoats,
Bizarre Inc.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deakin,
Spandau Ballet,
Oneida,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mars,
David Axelrod,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bootsy Collins,
Negative Approach,
Bobbi Humphrey,
F. McDonald,
Idris Muhammad,
The United States of America,
Grandmaster Flash,
Clear Light,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Terrestrial Tones,
Marshall Jefferson,
Neu!,
Man Parrish,
Section 25,
Suburban Knight,
John Holt,
John Lydon,
Jacques Brel,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ludus,
Jerry's Kids,
Soulsonic Force,
Faust,
Gang of Four,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sparks,
the Normal,
Lalo Schifrin,
Radio Birdman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wolf Eyes,
Tim Buckley,
Eric Copeland,
Quadrant,
The Buckinghams,
Young Marble Giants,
Roy Ayers,
Lou Christie,
Technova,
Donny Hathaway,
Supertramp,
Blossom Toes,
Cluster,
Television Personalities,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.