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 Jordan and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Calgary.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare 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 Lyres to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Section 25,
Traffic Nightmare,
Symarip,
Supertramp,
Electric Prunes,
Bauhaus,
Fluxion,
The Residents,
the Sonics,
Connie Case,
John Cale,
Dennis Brown,
Jesper Dahlback,
K-Klass,
Radiopuhelimet,
Donny Hathaway,
Animal Collective,
The Velvet Underground,
Throbbing Gristle,
Motorama,
Magazine,
Brand Nubian,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Unwound,
Derrick May,
Skaos,
Alison Limerick,
Scrapy,
Jeru the Damaja,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jawbox,
The Shadows of Knight,
R.M.O.,
Sun Ra,
Marine Girls,
Dark Day,
Erykah Badu,
Silicon Teens,
Pulsallama,
Parry Music,
Television,
The Victims,
Radiohead,
The Electric Prunes,
Reagan Youth,
Lungfish,
Alton Ellis,
Blake Baxter,
48th St. Collective,
Lightning Bolt,
June Days,
Popol Vuh,
Pet Shop Boys,
Godley & Creme,
Slick Rick,
Bill Wells,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.