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 Russia and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin 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 X-Ray Spex to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
The United States of America,
Lalo Schifrin,
Oblivians,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Simply Red,
Swans,
Pantytec,
Shuggie Otis,
Nas,
Hardrive,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scientists,
Erykah Badu,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Trumans Water,
In Retrospect,
Goldenarms,
New Order,
Swell Maps,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Slick Rick,
Brothers Johnson,
Quantec,
The Mummies,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Swans,
Blake Baxter,
Harry Pussy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Los Fastidios,
Glenn Branca,
D'Angelo,
Jeff Lynne,
The Moody Blues,
Brick,
Wally Richardson,
Donny Hathaway,
John Coltrane,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fela Kuti,
The Cowsills,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mars,
Warsaw,
Lower 48,
Sun Ra,
F. McDonald,
Rites of Spring,
Eric Copeland,
Television,
Barbara Tucker,
The Flesh Eaters,
Urselle,
the Normal,
Public Image Ltd.,
Niagra,
Moss Icon,
Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May.
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.