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 Gambia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Cosmic Jokers to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Fatback Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Electric Prunes,
AZ,
Tres Demented,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jeff Lynne,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Buckinghams,
Dual Sessions,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ponytail,
Pylon,
The Leaves,
Au Pairs,
The Fall,
Roxy Music,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tears for Fears,
Ituana,
The Star Department,
Isaac Hayes,
Scientists,
Inner City,
Heaven 17,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Siglo XX,
Cluster,
Excepter,
Eric Copeland,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bob Dylan,
Dave Gahan,
Cecil Taylor,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Yellowson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Can,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Avey Tare,
The Doors,
Massinfluence,
Wolf Eyes,
Oneida,
Niagra,
The Moody Blues,
Sight & Sound,
Black Bananas,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Slackers,
Max Romeo,
Eli Mardock,
Joensuu 1685,
Todd Rundgren,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Names,
Nils Olav,
New York Dolls,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.