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 Gambia and from Tehran.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Half Japanese to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
Letta Mbulu,
Tomorrow,
The Five Americans,
The Fortunes,
The Pop Group,
Ice-T,
Ronnie Foster,
Howard Jones,
Isaac Hayes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Aloha Tigers,
Scientists,
Boogie Down Productions,
Urselle,
The Martian,
The Blues Magoos,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
China Crisis,
The Dave Clark Five,
Amazonics,
Camberwell Now,
Spandau Ballet,
New Order,
Bobby Sherman,
Lower 48,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Durutti Column,
The Raincoats,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Desert Stars,
Moebius,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Joensuu 1685,
Hoover,
Minny Pops,
The Monks,
Godley & Creme,
Blake Baxter,
Q and Not U,
The Motions,
The Slits,
Rufus Thomas,
Ronan,
Harmonia,
Japan,
Black Moon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Fugazi,
Sun City Girls,
H. Thieme,
The Mojo Men,
Adolescents,
Scott Walker,
Todd Terry,
Freddie Wadling,
Black Sheep,
Wasted Youth,
Sun Ra,
Thompson Twins,
Barrington Levy,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.