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 United Kingdom and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Al Stewart to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Boz Scaggs,
Sister Nancy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bronski Beat,
Lindisfarne,
Black Sheep,
Anakelly,
The Monks,
Funky Four + One,
Brick,
Thompson Twins,
Morten Harket,
La Düsseldorf,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Q and Not U,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Max Romeo,
Hashim,
Stetsasonic,
Ludus,
Danielle Patucci,
Oneida,
Eve St. Jones,
Hasil Adkins,
John Foxx,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Count Five,
Jandek,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Talk Talk,
Rotary Connection,
CMW,
MC5,
Lou Christie,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jerry's Kids,
The Offenders,
The Alarm Clocks,
Section 25,
Minnie Riperton,
Loose Ends,
Isaac Hayes,
The Monochrome Set,
Peter and Kerry,
Arab on Radar,
OOIOO,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
L. Decosne,
Godley & Creme,
The Neon Judgement,
Yazoo,
Blake Baxter,
Jeff Mills,
The Grass Roots,
Dorothy Ashby,
Main Source,
Sexual Harrassment,
Avey Tare,
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.