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 Greece and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Visage to the techno 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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
New York Dolls,
Tom Boy,
Nas,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Residents,
The Alarm Clocks,
Icehouse,
The Divine Comedy,
the Soft Cell,
Amon Düül,
Radiohead,
Chris Corsano,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Barracudas,
The Seeds,
The Martian,
One Last Wish,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
La Düsseldorf,
Jerry's Kids,
Idris Muhammad,
Michelle Simonal,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Royal Trux,
Fatback Band,
Liliput,
Rapeman,
Circle Jerks,
Bobby Byrd,
Minnie Riperton,
Malaria!,
Fluxion,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scratch Acid,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Todd Terry,
Siglo XX,
Derrick Morgan,
Grey Daturas,
Average White Band,
Mr. Review,
Graham Central Station,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bobby Sherman,
The Cramps,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Zapp,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rotary Connection,
Delta 5,
Groovy Waters,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bauhaus,
Johnny Clarke,
Arthur Verocai,
These Immortal Souls,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.