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 Bahamas and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Shoche to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Excepter,
Dorothy Ashby,
Amazonics,
Tommy Roe,
The Divine Comedy,
The Velvet Underground,
The Young Rascals,
Ossler,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Roy Ayers,
Model 500,
Blossom Toes,
Can,
Duran Duran,
The Electric Prunes,
Royal Trux,
Chris Corsano,
a-ha,
Oneida,
Fluxion,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kerri Chandler,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
New York Dolls,
The Last Poets,
The Cure,
Y Pants,
John Lydon,
Ohio Players,
the Sonics,
Flash Fearless,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Happenings,
The Fire Engines,
Marshall Jefferson,
Spoonie Gee,
The Pop Group,
The Blackbyrds,
Zero Boys,
Groovy Waters,
Adolescents,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Gladiators,
Ultravox,
Echospace,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scan 7,
Minutemen,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Icehouse,
Yellowson,
Essential Logic,
Grauzone,
Siglo XX,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
E-Dancer,
Kurtis Blow,
Talk Talk,
Amon Düül II,
Gong,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.