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 Finland and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manchester.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Fad Gadget to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Suicide. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Althea and Donna,
Lalann,
Rekid,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Techniques,
Eli Mardock,
Flipper,
Chrome,
The Victims,
Outsiders,
Arab on Radar,
Procol Harum,
Sun City Girls,
Junior Murvin,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Toasters,
The Angels of Light,
Interpol,
Accadde A,
Aaron Thompson,
Peter and Kerry,
Camouflage,
Agitation Free,
Ice-T,
Country Teasers,
Smog,
Isaac Hayes,
Arthur Verocai,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
New York Dolls,
the Germs,
Fluxion,
Ultra Naté,
Rod Modell,
The Durutti Column,
The Moleskins,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Music Machine,
Boredoms,
AZ,
Black Bananas,
Rosa Yemen,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Moody Blues,
Malaria!,
The Blackbyrds,
Panda Bear,
Newcleus,
Fela Kuti,
Niagra,
Jeff Mills,
Yusef Lateef,
Nico,
Minor Threat,
David Axelrod,
Amon Düül II,
Intrusion,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.