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 Russia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manila.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Nils Olav to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Erykah Badu,
Joe Smooth,
D'Angelo,
Yellowson,
Model 500,
Circle Jerks,
Matthew Bourne,
Girls At Our Best!,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Quadrant,
Clear Light,
Patti Smith,
Matthew Halsall,
Sex Pistols,
Cameo,
Joyce Sims,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Adolescents,
The Invisible,
Anthony Braxton,
ABBA,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scientists,
Rufus Thomas,
Alison Limerick,
Mission of Burma,
Aswad,
kango's stein massive,
Blake Baxter,
Loose Ends,
Kerri Chandler,
EPMD,
Mars,
Bang On A Can,
Bobby Sherman,
Ituana,
Eli Mardock,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ronnie Foster,
Blancmange,
Parry Music,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kevin Saunderson,
Donald Byrd,
Sun City Girls,
Godley & Creme,
Eric Copeland,
Donny Hathaway,
Royal Trux,
Gerry Rafferty,
Mo-Dettes,
Newcleus,
Eric Dolphy,
Judy Mowatt,
Soft Machine,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lou Christie,
Drexciya,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pagans,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.