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 Samoa and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Tremeloes to the electroclash 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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fela Kuti,
Cameo,
Rakim,
Jimmy McGriff,
Reagan Youth,
Nico,
Arthur Verocai,
Sparks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Icehouse,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pole,
Roger Hodgson,
JFA,
Crispian St. Peters,
Suicide,
Toni Rubio,
The Mummies,
Byron Stingily,
Idris Muhammad,
Michelle Simonal,
Visage,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dual Sessions,
The Residents,
Section 25,
The Star Department,
The Misunderstood,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Inner City,
Intrusion,
Maleditus Sound,
The Doors,
Thompson Twins,
Fugazi,
Negative Approach,
LL Cool J,
Motorama,
The Raincoats,
Gastr Del Sol,
DNA,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Mr. Review,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Buzzcocks,
the Sonics,
Grauzone,
Sight & Sound,
The Shadows of Knight,
Subhumans,
Monks,
Cecil Taylor,
Archie Shepp,
The Stooges,
New Order,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Barrington Levy,
Duran Duran,
Johnny Clarke,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jesper Dahlback,
Excepter, Excepter, Excepter, Excepter.
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.