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 Turkey and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Popol Vuh to the crunk 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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
The Wake,
Minnie Riperton,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nik Kershaw,
The Zeros,
Brothers Johnson,
Sight & Sound,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Alison Limerick,
David Bowie,
Hashim,
Au Pairs,
Absolute Body Control,
the Swans,
Buzzcocks,
Fat Boys,
Tropical Tobacco,
Wire,
The Happenings,
The Invisible,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Neon Judgement,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Smiths,
Lower 48,
China Crisis,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ronnie Foster,
The Cramps,
The United States of America,
Talk Talk,
This Heat,
Schoolly D,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pere Ubu,
Fad Gadget,
Tom Boy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ultimate Spinach,
Porter Ricks,
Section 25,
MDC,
Gregory Isaacs,
T.S.O.L.,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dual Sessions,
Cluster,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lucky Dragons,
Ice-T,
The Trojans,
The Smoke,
MC5,
Livin' Joy,
Glenn Branca,
Pussy Galore,
Agitation Free,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mars,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.