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 Qatar and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Joy Division to the techno 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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erykah Badu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joyce Sims,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Germs,
The Techniques,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soft Cell,
Bill Wells,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Move,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Hashim,
PIL,
The Young Rascals,
Lou Reed,
The Stooges,
Johnny Osbourne,
Alison Limerick,
China Crisis,
The Knickerbockers,
Clear Light,
The Seeds,
the Association,
Motorama,
Cluster,
Stereo Dub,
The Vogues,
KRS-One,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
E-Dancer,
The Offenders,
Josef K,
Arab on Radar,
Colin Newman,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bluetip,
Quando Quango,
Depeche Mode,
Aloha Tigers,
Stetsasonic,
The Trojans,
Derrick May,
Joy Division,
Robert Hood,
Quadrant,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Associates,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Brick,
Agitation Free,
Masters at Work,
Wings,
The Five Americans,
Jacob Miller,
Marc Almond,
Roger Hodgson,
Black Bananas,
Basic Channel,
Faust,
Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols.
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.