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 Cape Verde and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Leonard Cohen to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Wolf Eyes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Yusef Lateef,
Depeche Mode,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Minny Pops,
Deepchord,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Remains,
DNA,
Absolute Body Control,
The Slits,
Suburban Knight,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sarah Menescal,
John Holt,
Von Mondo,
Slick Rick,
Donny Hathaway,
Clear Light,
Gang of Four,
Ponytail,
Simply Red,
the Slits,
Flipper,
Pulsallama,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joe Finger,
Blancmange,
The Barracudas,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Slackers,
Franke,
Essential Logic,
Eric Copeland,
Circle Jerks,
Charles Mingus,
Sun City Girls,
Jeff Mills,
Young Marble Giants,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Dead C,
Minutemen,
Kurtis Blow,
Parry Music,
Yaz,
the Sonics,
Soulsonic Force,
Echospace,
Quantec,
The Knickerbockers,
Sight & Sound,
Scott Walker,
The Mummies,
the Bar-Kays,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jacob Miller,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Todd Rundgren,
Terrestrial Tones,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.