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 Cyprus and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Cluster 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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Gang of Four,
Connie Case,
Blossom Toes,
Cybotron,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Red Krayola,
Ten City,
Hashim,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bill Wells,
The Five Americans,
Maleditus Sound,
Scion,
The Raincoats,
Japan,
Judy Mowatt,
The Sound,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mantronix,
Lalo Schifrin,
Niagra,
The Saints,
China Crisis,
David Axelrod,
Amon Düül II,
Adolescents,
The Grass Roots,
Scratch Acid,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Arthur Verocai,
Au Pairs,
Livin' Joy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Count Five,
Soulsonic Force,
Q and Not U,
Fluxion,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Modern Lovers,
Sällskapet,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Spoonie Gee,
F. McDonald,
Brick,
Intrusion,
X-Ray Spex,
Funkadelic,
Organ,
Echospace,
Pylon,
Country Teasers,
Rotary Connection,
Quando Quango,
Essential Logic,
Warren Ellis,
Derrick May,
June of 44,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.