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 Mauritius and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Talk Talk to the rap 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 The Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Make Up,
Agitation Free,
The Mighty Diamonds,
UT,
Wings,
Thompson Twins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Velvet Underground,
ABBA,
Chrome,
Hot Snakes,
Erasure,
Glenn Branca,
Nas,
Todd Terry,
Barry Ungar,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
David Bowie,
The Wake,
Gastr Del Sol,
Minutemen,
The Cramps,
X-Ray Spex,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Anthony Braxton,
Pussy Galore,
OOIOO,
Fela Kuti,
Wire,
Talk Talk,
Avey Tare,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alphaville,
Minny Pops,
Letta Mbulu,
The Buckinghams,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rapeman,
Symarip,
Bobby Womack,
Deadbeat,
Sparks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sandy B,
The Doors,
Soul II Soul,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Underground Resistance,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rakim,
Vainqueur,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Pop Group,
Silicon Teens,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Evens,
Ohio Players,
Shuggie Otis,
Index,
Buzzcocks,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.