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 Malta and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 synthesizer 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 DNA to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
DNA,
The Techniques,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Infiniti,
Oblivians,
The Modern Lovers,
The Barracudas,
the Association,
Fela Kuti,
The Walker Brothers,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Cowsills,
Absolute Body Control,
Cluster,
Technova,
Pharoah Sanders,
John Cale,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Carl Craig,
Surgeon,
OOIOO,
Deepchord,
Stereo Dub,
Leonard Cohen,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Harmonia,
Chris Corsano,
Delta 5,
Warsaw,
John Foxx,
The Saints,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Andrew Hill,
The Motions,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Byron Stingily,
Kayak,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Outsiders,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Visage,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Toasters,
the Normal,
H. Thieme,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sister Nancy,
Robert Hood,
Sun Ra,
Fat Boys,
Lyres,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Buckinghams,
Avey Tare,
Max Romeo,
Inner City,
Unrelated Segments,
Mars,
James White and The Blacks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.