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 Tanzania and from Spokane.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Techniques to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
The Gories,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Massinfluence,
Oblivians,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultimate Spinach,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
EPMD,
Gang Starr,
Absolute Body Control,
Ornette Coleman,
Chris & Cosey,
The Busters,
Neil Young,
Whodini,
David McCallum,
The Moleskins,
Bizarre Inc.,
Crispy Ambulance,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Todd Terry,
The Slackers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Skaos,
Niagra,
The Real Kids,
The Gap Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Erykah Badu,
Bad Manners,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jacob Miller,
The Evens,
DJ Sneak,
Scientists,
Drive Like Jehu,
Slick Rick,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Alphaville,
Quantec,
X-101,
Theoretical Girls,
Lee Hazlewood,
Index,
Stetsasonic,
Donny Hathaway,
Kerri Chandler,
X-102,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gang of Four,
Terry Callier,
Saccharine Trust,
Lalo Schifrin,
L. Decosne,
Sun City Girls,
Vainqueur,
Basic Channel,
The Associates,
ABBA,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.