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 Croatia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Mars to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Gang Dance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Human League,
Fluxion,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tom Boy,
X-102,
Delon & Dalcan,
Laurel Aitken,
Scrapy,
Roger Hodgson,
Dennis Brown,
The Mojo Men,
The Pretty Things,
CMW,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Porter Ricks,
Stockholm Monsters,
Television Personalities,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bronski Beat,
Bill Near,
Wolf Eyes,
Sarah Menescal,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Al Stewart,
The Kinks,
The Angels of Light,
Juan Atkins,
Godley & Creme,
Visage,
Scan 7,
Minnie Riperton,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Monolake,
Chrome,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tim Buckley,
Whodini,
Skarface,
The Skatalites,
The Fire Engines,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Chris Corsano,
Sun City Girls,
Jesper Dahlback,
Carl Craig,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Agent Orange,
The Associates,
MDC,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Peter and Kerry,
Sunsets and Hearts,
John Cale,
Lee Hazlewood,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.