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 Argentina and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Grauzone,
Silicon Teens,
Ultravox,
Roger Hodgson,
Dark Day,
FM Einheit,
Pere Ubu,
Organ,
The Smoke,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Doors,
Malaria!,
Eli Mardock,
Mars,
Masters at Work,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Altered Images,
Nas,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Scion,
The Raincoats,
Visage,
Babytalk,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Soft Cell,
The Sonics,
Barbara Tucker,
The Buckinghams,
Scott Walker,
Graham Central Station,
Young Marble Giants,
Donny Hathaway,
The Divine Comedy,
Jeru the Damaja,
Chris Corsano,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tommy Roe,
Blancmange,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ronan,
Cheater Slicks,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Youth Brigade,
Wire,
Davy DMX,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Germs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sugar Minott,
Unrelated Segments,
The Skatalites,
Banda Bassotti,
The Fuzztones,
Dave Gahan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mo-Dettes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Oblivians,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.