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 Micronesia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Altered Images to the funk 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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Slick Rick,
Ronan,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Monochrome Set,
DJ Sneak,
Nick Fraelich,
Scott Walker,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lalo Schifrin,
Dead Boys,
the Human League,
China Crisis,
Eddi Front,
Harpers Bizarre,
Parry Music,
Duran Duran,
The American Breed,
Peter and Kerry,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Basic Channel,
The Fuzztones,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Radio Birdman,
Cheater Slicks,
Sight & Sound,
F. McDonald,
Quando Quango,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Trojans,
Scientists,
Amon Düül II,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tom Boy,
Simply Red,
Heaven 17,
Franke,
Skarface,
The Fire Engines,
Man Parrish,
The Electric Prunes,
Loose Ends,
Rotary Connection,
The Index,
Wire,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
MDC,
Jacob Miller,
Newcleus,
Surgeon,
Shoche,
Ken Boothe,
Stereo Dub,
Juan Atkins,
Metal Thangz,
The Neon Judgement,
A Certain Ratio,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gang of Four,
Kenny Larkin,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.