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 Colombia and from New York.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Aaron Thompson to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 the Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Loose Ends,
The Golliwogs,
The Monochrome Set,
Minor Threat,
Skarface,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Wasted Youth,
Malaria!,
UT,
The Neon Judgement,
Bobby Sherman,
Lebanon Hanover,
Au Pairs,
Black Moon,
Quantec,
Saccharine Trust,
Mission of Burma,
Yellowson,
Roger Hodgson,
The Knickerbockers,
Bauhaus,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Deakin,
Anthony Braxton,
The Victims,
Pussy Galore,
Ludus,
Country Teasers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
X-Ray Spex,
Underground Resistance,
Tom Boy,
Q and Not U,
Gang of Four,
The Motions,
Gregory Isaacs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jerry's Kids,
Neu!,
Jimmy McGriff,
Interpol,
ABC,
X-101,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Blues Magoos,
Grandmaster Flash,
Blake Baxter,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Skaos,
Buzzcocks,
Pantytec,
The Standells,
Nick Fraelich,
Severed Heads,
Siglo XX,
Avey Tare,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Davy DMX,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.