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 France and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lille.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the electroclash 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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
The Divine Comedy,
Massinfluence,
Fat Boys,
Loose Ends,
Robert Wyatt,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Joey Negro,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Mummies,
ABBA,
K-Klass,
Radiohead,
Siglo XX,
DJ Sneak,
Brand Nubian,
Fatback Band,
Ken Boothe,
Nas,
Lou Christie,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lindisfarne,
Sandy B,
The Gories,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
X-101,
The Golliwogs,
Ituana,
The Music Machine,
Byron Stingily,
The Searchers,
Soft Cell,
the Swans,
Royal Trux,
Big Daddy Kane,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mo-Dettes,
The Trojans,
D'Angelo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Q65,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
X-Ray Spex,
The Fire Engines,
Arthur Verocai,
Popol Vuh,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Minnie Riperton,
Fad Gadget,
Sight & Sound,
Bizarre Inc.,
Public Image Ltd.,
Index,
Duran Duran,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Brass Construction,
Joyce Sims,
Ralphi Rosario,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.