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 Dominica and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Motions to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Victims. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
the Sonics,
EPMD,
Silicon Teens,
Lucky Dragons,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tommy Roe,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Index,
Rakim,
Wasted Youth,
Ituana,
Ultimate Spinach,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Residents,
The United States of America,
Angry Samoans,
48th St. Collective,
Archie Shepp,
Joensuu 1685,
Flash Fearless,
James White and The Blacks,
The Evens,
Scientists,
the Association,
Nas,
Todd Rundgren,
The Kinks,
Visage,
Wally Richardson,
Deadbeat,
Joyce Sims,
Malaria!,
Yazoo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Simply Red,
The Cramps,
Faraquet,
Harmonia,
Spandau Ballet,
Isaac Hayes,
Wolf Eyes,
Dark Day,
Grauzone,
Metal Thangz,
Oblivians,
The Busters,
Max Romeo,
Young Marble Giants,
Kurtis Blow,
The Leaves,
The Slackers,
Al Stewart,
Public Enemy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dave Gahan,
Lightning Bolt,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.