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 Benin and from Bremen.
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 Bologna and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the snare 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 Quadrant to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rod Modell,
Bang On A Can,
The Doobie Brothers,
Monolake,
Yazoo,
Depeche Mode,
Chrome,
The Techniques,
Jacques Brel,
Gabor Szabo,
Janne Schatter,
Rites of Spring,
The Gap Band,
Neu!,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mary Jane Girls,
Radiopuhelimet,
These Immortal Souls,
Fatback Band,
Funkadelic,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cal Tjader,
Man Parrish,
Cybotron,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Al Stewart,
The Kinks,
Black Bananas,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Hardrive,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rotary Connection,
Laurel Aitken,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Black Dice,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Peter and Kerry,
Qualms,
Negative Approach,
Ronan,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Dave Clark Five,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
New York Dolls,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Trumans Water,
Amon Düül II,
Stereo Dub,
Inner City,
Dual Sessions,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Trojans,
Spoonie Gee,
Sun Ra,
Nation of Ulysses,
Goldenarms,
Angry Samoans,
L. Decosne,
Swans,
Ituana,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.