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 Paraguay and from London.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the grunge 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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
X-Ray Spex,
Spoonie Gee,
The Knickerbockers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Crime,
Q and Not U,
Y Pants,
Alison Limerick,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Grass Roots,
AZ,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ronan,
Amon Düül II,
Byron Stingily,
Goldenarms,
Oblivians,
Blancmange,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mary Jane Girls,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marc Almond,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Electric Prunes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lindisfarne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Babytalk,
Nils Olav,
Soft Machine,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Aaron Thompson,
La Düsseldorf,
Kool Moe Dee,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jeff Lynne,
The Durutti Column,
Maurizio,
Thee Headcoats,
Lalo Schifrin,
Eddi Front,
The Angels of Light,
Barry Ungar,
The Residents,
Jawbox,
Glenn Branca,
Trumans Water,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bob Dylan,
The New Christs,
Albert Ayler,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Faust,
Tommy Roe,
The Velvet Underground,
Ohio Players,
The Star Department,
Essential Logic,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.