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 Tanzania and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Salvador.
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 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 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the rap 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 Man Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
48th St. Collective,
The New Christs,
Sparks,
Nas,
Colin Newman,
The Monochrome Set,
The Victims,
Soul II Soul,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Mo-Dettes,
Kevin Saunderson,
OOIOO,
Marc Almond,
Franke,
Pantytec,
kango's stein massive,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Toasters,
The Modern Lovers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Urselle,
Shuggie Otis,
Jacques Brel,
Siglo XX,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Standells,
The Count Five,
The Wake,
Duran Duran,
Alison Limerick,
The Durutti Column,
Neu!,
Rufus Thomas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Connie Case,
Oneida,
Bush Tetras,
The Index,
Aloha Tigers,
Unrelated Segments,
the Sonics,
Porter Ricks,
Youth Brigade,
Flash Fearless,
Q65,
Amazonics,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ralphi Rosario,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Five Americans,
Skriet,
Morten Harket,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bang On A Can,
Surgeon,
The J.B.'s,
The Pretty Things,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.