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 Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Smiths to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Litter. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lalann,
Thompson Twins,
Youth Brigade,
Sixth Finger,
The Grass Roots,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Darondo,
Excepter,
Marmalade,
Vladislav Delay,
Soft Machine,
Average White Band,
Avey Tare,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Radiopuhelimet,
D'Angelo,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Crash Course in Science,
Easy Going,
Gang Green,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Harpers Bizarre,
Slick Rick,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mantronix,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fugazi,
Steve Hackett,
the Fania All-Stars,
Oneida,
Yazoo,
Visage,
10cc,
Tears for Fears,
Fela Kuti,
Franke,
Outsiders,
Gang Starr,
Roxy Music,
Ice-T,
The Happenings,
Flipper,
Minor Threat,
Nick Fraelich,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Germs,
Wasted Youth,
The Leaves,
The Skatalites,
Duran Duran,
T. Rex,
Make Up,
The Human League,
The J.B.'s,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ponytail,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.