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 Antigua and from Lille.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Lakeside to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fugs,
Barrington Levy,
Sound Behaviour,
Jerry's Kids,
Bad Manners,
The New Christs,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Severed Heads,
The Remains,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Cybotron,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ten City,
Jimmy McGriff,
Moss Icon,
Loose Ends,
The Moody Blues,
Grandmaster Flash,
Godley & Creme,
Heaven 17,
Shuggie Otis,
The Modern Lovers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soft Machine,
Lalann,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
ABBA,
Zapp,
Cecil Taylor,
Warren Ellis,
Junior Murvin,
The American Breed,
D'Angelo,
Kas Product,
Todd Rundgren,
Au Pairs,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lightning Bolt,
David Bowie,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
In Retrospect,
Nick Fraelich,
Gregory Isaacs,
Faust,
Masters at Work,
EPMD,
Todd Terry,
The Sisters of Mercy,
ABC,
Chris Corsano,
Fela Kuti,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jandek,
Peter & Gordon,
The Busters,
the Sonics,
Trumans Water,
the Association,
the Slits,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.