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 Kyrgyzstan and from Madrid.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Unwound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Velvet Underground,
Grey Daturas,
Byron Stingily,
Crooked Eye,
Sonny Sharrock,
Electric Light Orchestra,
June Days,
U.S. Maple,
Lightning Bolt,
Camouflage,
Sparks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ultra Naté,
The Mojo Men,
CMW,
Roxy Music,
E-Dancer,
Urselle,
Eddi Front,
Country Teasers,
The Move,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
kango's stein massive,
The Walker Brothers,
Cecil Taylor,
Spoonie Gee,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Suicide,
Flipper,
The Blues Magoos,
Mad Mike,
Soul Sonic Force,
In Retrospect,
Chrome,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pantaleimon,
Royal Trux,
the Swans,
Zero Boys,
Main Source,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Radio Birdman,
L. Decosne,
The Gladiators,
X-102,
Reuben Wilson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dave Gahan,
The Happenings,
Alphaville,
Ossler,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Suburban Knight,
The Gories,
The Fall,
Underground Resistance,
Spandau Ballet,
Tomorrow,
Neu!,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.