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 Uruguay and from Philadelphia.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Camberwell Now to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Technova,
B.T. Express,
Loose Ends,
Kurtis Blow,
The Toasters,
Siglo XX,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Aural Exciters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Coltrane,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Blues Magoos,
Soulsonic Force,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cameo,
Audionom,
The Buckinghams,
Porter Ricks,
JFA,
Pantaleimon,
Flamin' Groovies,
Eric Copeland,
Cheater Slicks,
Spoonie Gee,
The Fortunes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Barrington Levy,
The Grass Roots,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marmalade,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ituana,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Robert Wyatt,
Delon & Dalcan,
Dorothy Ashby,
T.S.O.L.,
CMW,
Archie Shepp,
Harmonia,
Tubeway Army,
Patti Smith,
Faust,
UT,
The Busters,
Boredoms,
Todd Terry,
Smog,
Main Source,
The Blackbyrds,
Excepter,
Adolescents,
Swell Maps,
The Human League,
The Standells,
Average White Band,
Black Moon,
Sight & Sound,
John Cale,
The Misunderstood,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.