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 Japan and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Lou Christie to the disco 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 A Flock of Seagulls. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Cecil Taylor,
Hot Snakes,
The Count Five,
Essential Logic,
Jandek,
Ossler,
Black Flag,
Oblivians,
Altered Images,
Throbbing Gristle,
JFA,
R.M.O.,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Robert Hood,
Lee Hazlewood,
Magma,
Joe Smooth,
Girls At Our Best!,
ABC,
Delta 5,
Bronski Beat,
Niagra,
Amon Düül II,
Negative Approach,
Symarip,
Stetsasonic,
Siglo XX,
Colin Newman,
Pagans,
Magazine,
Zero Boys,
Grandmaster Flash,
Prince Buster,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Japan,
Subhumans,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Boz Scaggs,
Jacques Brel,
Electric Prunes,
The Electric Prunes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sällskapet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fire Engines,
Amazonics,
Brick,
Roxy Music,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Avey Tare,
Monolake,
James White and The Blacks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Silicon Teens,
Ultimate Spinach,
Excepter,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Nick Fraelich,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bill Near,
Letta Mbulu,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.