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 Madagascar and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Theoretical Girls to the dance 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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Happenings,
Ituana,
Groovy Waters,
Alice Coltrane,
U.S. Maple,
One Last Wish,
Magma,
Lindisfarne,
Slave,
The Angels of Light,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dennis Brown,
New Order,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Aloha Tigers,
Section 25,
Intrusion,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
kango's stein massive,
The Walker Brothers,
Stereo Dub,
Gerry Rafferty,
Q65,
Scion,
Pantaleimon,
Rosa Yemen,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Fuzztones,
Alton Ellis,
The Evens,
David Bowie,
Public Image Ltd.,
John Lydon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Skaos,
The Martian,
The Beau Brummels,
The Alarm Clocks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Monochrome Set,
The J.B.'s,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sällskapet,
Little Man,
H. Thieme,
Amon Düül,
Depeche Mode,
Ultra Naté,
Lower 48,
Bush Tetras,
Young Marble Giants,
Minnie Riperton,
Public Enemy,
The Zeros,
Quadrant,
Prince Buster,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.