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 Tuvalu and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Suburban Knight,
Eden Ahbez,
JFA,
Banda Bassotti,
Pussy Galore,
Average White Band,
Sonic Youth,
Amon Düül,
Lightning Bolt,
Dawn Penn,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nils Olav,
Model 500,
The Toasters,
James White and The Blacks,
Cameo,
Flipper,
Spandau Ballet,
Sixth Finger,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Matthew Bourne,
The Beau Brummels,
Dave Gahan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gang of Four,
Liliput,
Fela Kuti,
Soft Machine,
Judy Mowatt,
Radiopuhelimet,
Essential Logic,
Josef K,
Saccharine Trust,
H. Thieme,
The Trojans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Peter & Gordon,
Ken Boothe,
DNA,
Absolute Body Control,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Soul Sonic Force,
Camberwell Now,
Symarip,
Loose Ends,
Neu!,
Reagan Youth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Groovy Waters,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Seeds,
Youth Brigade,
Thee Headcoats,
The Neon Judgement,
Marc Almond,
Gabor Szabo,
Mo-Dettes,
Fat Boys,
The Buckinghams,
MC5,
Negative Approach,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.