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 Ivory Coast and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 organ 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 Todd Rundgren to the rock 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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Hashim,
The Buckinghams,
Sight & Sound,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Robert Wyatt,
Man Eating Sloth,
Organ,
Interpol,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nils Olav,
Subhumans,
Chris Corsano,
Susan Cadogan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeru the Damaja,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Supertramp,
Scion,
Aural Exciters,
These Immortal Souls,
The United States of America,
X-102,
Wings,
Y Pants,
Royal Trux,
Qualms,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Derrick Morgan,
Jerry's Kids,
Gabor Szabo,
Index,
James White and The Blacks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Franke,
Lakeside,
The Moleskins,
The Leaves,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Invisible,
cv313,
Vladislav Delay,
The Grass Roots,
Ronan,
Mission of Burma,
Sixth Finger,
Boredoms,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Vainqueur,
Tropical Tobacco,
Boz Scaggs,
Camberwell Now,
Rosa Yemen,
The Slits,
Barbara Tucker,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Index,
Desert Stars,
the Germs,
Gang Green,
New Order,
Rotary Connection,
T.S.O.L.,
Peter & Gordon,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.