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 Benin and from Seoul.
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 Glasgow and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 David McCallum to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Pylon,
Arab on Radar,
Intrusion,
Dave Gahan,
The Slackers,
The Busters,
Talk Talk,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Alison Limerick,
The Young Rascals,
Electric Prunes,
Zapp,
Jandek,
Symarip,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Gladiators,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Adolescents,
Rosa Yemen,
Jacques Brel,
Half Japanese,
Vainqueur,
Kayak,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Juan Atkins,
Ituana,
Todd Terry,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gang Gang Dance,
Niagra,
Little Man,
Susan Cadogan,
Infiniti,
Fat Boys,
The Last Poets,
The Walker Brothers,
Tim Buckley,
Wings,
The Motions,
Hot Snakes,
Cluster,
Bang On A Can,
The Fuzztones,
Bootsy Collins,
Eric B and Rakim,
The New Christs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Qualms,
Ultravox,
Blake Baxter,
Bill Near,
Essential Logic,
Archie Shepp,
Vladislav Delay,
Make Up,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.