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 Laos and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Dead C to the dance 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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Joensuu 1685,
Crash Course in Science,
Joey Negro,
Leonard Cohen,
Grauzone,
The Invisible,
Black Moon,
Franke,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Juan Atkins,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
10cc,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Scientists,
ABC,
Blancmange,
Fluxion,
Young Marble Giants,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gichy Dan,
Harmonia,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Christie,
June of 44,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Dorothy Ashby,
Barclay James Harvest,
Goldenarms,
Amon Düül II,
ABBA,
Supertramp,
Kerrie Biddell,
Qualms,
Kenny Larkin,
John Coltrane,
Dawn Penn,
Black Pus,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
the Soft Cell,
Underground Resistance,
Soft Machine,
Altered Images,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Stiv Bators,
Bob Dylan,
The Busters,
U.S. Maple,
Scion,
Depeche Mode,
The Cowsills,
Barbara Tucker,
The Modern Lovers,
Steve Hackett,
The Count Five,
Basic Channel,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ornette Coleman,
Lower 48,
Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran.
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.