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 Nepal and from Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 arpeggiator 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 Kaleidoscope to the dance 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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Josef K,
Bauhaus,
Graham Central Station,
Lower 48,
Fela Kuti,
Toni Rubio,
Piero Umiliani,
Arcadia,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Chris & Cosey,
Matthew Halsall,
Skriet,
Althea and Donna,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Depeche Mode,
John Cale,
Judy Mowatt,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Bananas,
The Associates,
ABC,
Cecil Taylor,
Todd Terry,
Pole,
Tubeway Army,
Technova,
Kevin Saunderson,
David Bowie,
Robert Görl,
Fat Boys,
Grauzone,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Knickerbockers,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Electric Prunes,
D'Angelo,
Au Pairs,
The Litter,
This Heat,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
John Foxx,
The Victims,
The Cramps,
Maleditus Sound,
Shuggie Otis,
Joey Negro,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pussy Galore,
Pierre Henry,
Popol Vuh,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Theoretical Girls,
Country Joe & The Fish,
MC5,
David Axelrod,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Youth Brigade,
Black Pus,
The Five Americans,
Public Image Ltd.,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.