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 Nepal and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Newcleus to the punk 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Television Personalities,
the Normal,
Fela Kuti,
Youth Brigade,
the Swans,
Vladislav Delay,
Sonic Youth,
Joe Finger,
Sister Nancy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ultravox,
Mission of Burma,
Model 500,
Ituana,
Moebius,
Ralphi Rosario,
Boz Scaggs,
Stereo Dub,
Ludus,
Depeche Mode,
Hot Snakes,
The Mojo Men,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mark Hollis,
Scan 7,
New Order,
Masters at Work,
Radio Birdman,
Bush Tetras,
Slick Rick,
Lucky Dragons,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Darondo,
Aswad,
Cymande,
Babytalk,
Shuggie Otis,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Terrestrial Tones,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scrapy,
Kenny Larkin,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Procol Harum,
Essential Logic,
Nick Fraelich,
Al Stewart,
Minutemen,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Grass Roots,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Faust,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Fortunes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bobby Sherman,
Kevin Saunderson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Popol Vuh,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.