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 Ireland and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sarah Menescal to the electroclash 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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The American Breed,
L. Decosne,
Derrick Morgan,
Black Flag,
K-Klass,
Lakeside,
The Fuzztones,
The Smoke,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joyce Sims,
The Cure,
Scientists,
Sexual Harrassment,
Delta 5,
Franke,
Pagans,
Vladislav Delay,
Procol Harum,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Amon Düül,
Grey Daturas,
Yusef Lateef,
Dead Boys,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Litter,
Excepter,
Nas,
Derrick May,
Bobby Byrd,
Frankie Knuckles,
Chrome,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Yaz,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sixth Finger,
Juan Atkins,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Glenn Branca,
Mission of Burma,
Josef K,
8 Eyed Spy,
Khruangbin,
Cabaret Voltaire,
David McCallum,
Subhumans,
Hot Snakes,
The Zeros,
Cymande,
Althea and Donna,
Jeff Lynne,
Henry Cow,
Cheater Slicks,
Index,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nils Olav,
Amon Düül II,
Radiohead,
New York Dolls,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.