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 Burkina and from New York.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Jeff Lynne to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
The Associates,
UT,
Talk Talk,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eric Copeland,
Moebius,
Joy Division,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Young Rascals,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Trojans,
Nik Kershaw,
The Busters,
Sällskapet,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Electric Prunes,
Bizarre Inc.,
Big Daddy Kane,
Patti Smith,
Skriet,
Nirvana,
Drexciya,
Yellowson,
The Move,
John Cale,
B.T. Express,
Unrelated Segments,
Jawbox,
Freddie Wadling,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Neil Young,
The Pop Group,
La Düsseldorf,
The Velvet Underground,
F. McDonald,
Easy Going,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Massinfluence,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Television Personalities,
Half Japanese,
One Last Wish,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Marshall Jefferson,
Byron Stingily,
The Doors,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Fire Engines,
MDC,
Archie Shepp,
Connie Case,
Ludus,
Bad Manners,
Boz Scaggs,
China Crisis,
Whodini,
Quantec,
Hardrive,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.