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 Belgium and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 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 John Holt to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dark Day,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pulsallama,
The Stooges,
Fugazi,
Sparks,
Parry Music,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Blues Magoos,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Radiohead,
Andrew Hill,
Radio Birdman,
Aaron Thompson,
Royal Trux,
Sex Pistols,
Echospace,
The Wake,
Black Sheep,
Dual Sessions,
The Kinks,
Spoonie Gee,
Country Teasers,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Five Americans,
the Association,
the Sonics,
Bizarre Inc.,
B.T. Express,
The Count Five,
One Last Wish,
The Dirtbombs,
Peter & Gordon,
Todd Terry,
Michelle Simonal,
Technova,
The Index,
Junior Murvin,
EPMD,
Shuggie Otis,
Bobby Womack,
Charles Mingus,
The United States of America,
John Coltrane,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Con Funk Shun,
The Moody Blues,
Henry Cow,
Easy Going,
The Slits,
Pylon,
Cybotron,
The Toasters,
Bobby Byrd,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Wire,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Absolute Body Control,
Barry Ungar,
La Düsseldorf,
Fat Boys,
Scott Walker,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.