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 Nauru and from Manila.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Das Ding to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Techniques,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Isaac Hayes,
Ornette Coleman,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Beau Brummels,
Procol Harum,
Curtis Mayfield,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Eurythmics,
Jerry's Kids,
Sight & Sound,
Infiniti,
a-ha,
The Toasters,
The Offenders,
the Human League,
Alton Ellis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
B.T. Express,
Lungfish,
Shuggie Otis,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Electric Prunes,
Maurizio,
Lou Reed,
Wings,
Wally Richardson,
Ultravox,
Robert Wyatt,
Godley & Creme,
Colin Newman,
The Monochrome Set,
Al Stewart,
Skarface,
Radio Birdman,
Zapp,
Hardrive,
ABBA,
Fear,
OOIOO,
Pierre Henry,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Black Flag,
Aural Exciters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rufus Thomas,
Altered Images,
June of 44,
Delon & Dalcan,
Royal Trux,
Severed Heads,
Jeru the Damaja,
Electric Light Orchestra,
48th St. Collective,
The Invisible,
The Young Rascals,
Quando Quango,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.