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 Nigeria and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Inner City to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
The Residents,
Roger Hodgson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
OOIOO,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Soft Cell,
Neu!,
Ronan,
Au Pairs,
Icehouse,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Litter,
Rhythm & Sound,
Colin Newman,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Yellowson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Talk Talk,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scan 7,
Isaac Hayes,
Theoretical Girls,
The Birthday Party,
David Axelrod,
Eli Mardock,
Roy Ayers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kurtis Blow,
Connie Case,
10cc,
Don Cherry,
Sällskapet,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Model 500,
Outsiders,
Nils Olav,
Duran Duran,
MC5,
Harry Pussy,
The Smiths,
Deakin,
Bootsy Collins,
Whodini,
Public Enemy,
Blossom Toes,
The Cure,
Man Parrish,
The Raincoats,
Kenny Larkin,
John Holt,
Ituana,
Japan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Warsaw,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tropical Tobacco,
Basic Channel,
Piero Umiliani,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.