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 Taiwan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 synthesizer 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 Lou Christie to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Arcadia,
Bauhaus,
Sex Pistols,
Lou Christie,
Kas Product,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cheater Slicks,
John Coltrane,
The Fire Engines,
The Beau Brummels,
Bill Wells,
The Young Rascals,
La Düsseldorf,
Lungfish,
Curtis Mayfield,
Robert Hood,
Boz Scaggs,
Heaven 17,
Morten Harket,
Duran Duran,
The Mummies,
Girls At Our Best!,
Excepter,
The Toasters,
Funky Four + One,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Cowsills,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cal Tjader,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
MDC,
Sandy B,
Warren Ellis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Zeros,
Simply Red,
The Blackbyrds,
The Searchers,
Depeche Mode,
D'Angelo,
Darondo,
Rapeman,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Skatalites,
Erasure,
Roger Hodgson,
Funkadelic,
Gang of Four,
Patti Smith,
Hot Snakes,
Yusef Lateef,
Lalo Schifrin,
Goldenarms,
Television,
Bronski Beat,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Music Machine,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Flipper,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.