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 Senegal and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rapeman to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Toni Rubio,
Mission of Burma,
Hasil Adkins,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pantaleimon,
The Fugs,
Shoche,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Accadde A,
Liliput,
CMW,
Panda Bear,
Saccharine Trust,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Human League,
Todd Rundgren,
David Axelrod,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Leaves,
Kas Product,
Khruangbin,
Moebius,
Rekid,
Brothers Johnson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Carl Craig,
Ponytail,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sam Rivers,
Inner City,
Loose Ends,
Iggy Pop,
John Coltrane,
Brand Nubian,
Severed Heads,
Newcleus,
Agent Orange,
Charles Mingus,
Technova,
Mantronix,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sun City Girls,
Idris Muhammad,
Black Pus,
Make Up,
Banda Bassotti,
Ten City,
Josef K,
The Sonics,
Gil Scott Heron,
Maurizio,
Interpol,
Aural Exciters,
L. Decosne,
Popol Vuh,
Ronan,
Peter & Gordon,
Kevin Saunderson,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.