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 Turkey and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Rosa Yemen to the rap 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 The Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oppenheimer Analysis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
The Sonics,
Circle Jerks,
U.S. Maple,
Derrick May,
Girls At Our Best!,
Peter & Gordon,
Quantec,
Television Personalities,
Sixth Finger,
Pet Shop Boys,
Depeche Mode,
Fatback Band,
Qualms,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lindisfarne,
Sandy B,
Joe Smooth,
Don Cherry,
Gong,
Cybotron,
Main Source,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rapeman,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Von Mondo,
Urselle,
Organ,
The Moody Blues,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Techniques,
The United States of America,
Mo-Dettes,
Roger Hodgson,
X-101,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Electric Prunes,
Funkadelic,
The Count Five,
The Dave Clark Five,
Harmonia,
Blake Baxter,
The Real Kids,
Lou Reed,
Charles Mingus,
Glenn Branca,
Ash Ra Tempel,
These Immortal Souls,
Marc Almond,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Peter and Kerry,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Parry Music,
Nico,
Maleditus Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
Little Man,
Ponytail,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.