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 Barbados and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 the Human League to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
Lungfish,
Jimmy McGriff,
Zero Boys,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Skarface,
Nirvana,
Sällskapet,
The Fall,
Nas,
FM Einheit,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
James White and The Blacks,
Scrapy,
Morten Harket,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Electric Prunes,
The Fortunes,
Laurel Aitken,
The Doors,
Shuggie Otis,
The Barracudas,
Das Ding,
Barry Ungar,
New York Dolls,
Reuben Wilson,
Tom Boy,
The Last Poets,
Peter & Gordon,
Bill Wells,
Jerry's Kids,
Ultravox,
Kevin Saunderson,
DJ Style,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Anthony Braxton,
Girls At Our Best!,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Suicide,
Depeche Mode,
Fugazi,
Main Source,
Toni Rubio,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Cowsills,
John Coltrane,
New Age Steppers,
Todd Rundgren,
Little Man,
Bobby Sherman,
Deepchord,
Metal Thangz,
Cameo,
A Certain Ratio,
Theoretical Girls,
The Star Department,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Pretty Things,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fat Boys,
Fatback Band,
Matthew Halsall,
ABBA,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.