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 Jordan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Johannesburg.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jacques Brel to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The United States of America record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Nation of Ulysses,
Monolake,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Gun Club,
Bang On A Can,
Popol Vuh,
The Durutti Column,
Qualms,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lalo Schifrin,
Franke,
Duran Duran,
R.M.O.,
Tropical Tobacco,
Girls At Our Best!,
Minor Threat,
Joyce Sims,
cv313,
The Index,
Gang of Four,
Althea and Donna,
Todd Terry,
Aural Exciters,
AZ,
The Raincoats,
Letta Mbulu,
China Crisis,
Nils Olav,
Fad Gadget,
Susan Cadogan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
JFA,
The Slackers,
Rod Modell,
Smog,
Neu!,
Tom Boy,
Au Pairs,
Eric Copeland,
Ossler,
Gregory Isaacs,
Television,
Jandek,
Rapeman,
the Soft Cell,
MC5,
Public Image Ltd.,
Prince Buster,
Loose Ends,
Motorama,
Marc Almond,
The Gap Band,
The Red Krayola,
Skaos,
Andrew Hill,
Inner City,
John Cale,
The Sound,
Graham Central Station,
Robert Wyatt,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.