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 Seychelles and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 London and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Visage to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy 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 synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rosa Yemen,
Barry Ungar,
Motorama,
Black Sheep,
Lou Reed,
Pylon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pantaleimon,
The Music Machine,
Joe Finger,
Roxette,
Barrington Levy,
The Moleskins,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Danielle Patucci,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lakeside,
Stereo Dub,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Guru Guru,
Erasure,
Scott Walker,
Livin' Joy,
Vladislav Delay,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Seeds,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kenny Larkin,
Slick Rick,
Ohio Players,
Chris Corsano,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Smoke,
Eric Dolphy,
The Standells,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ronnie Foster,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Darondo,
Swell Maps,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bobby Sherman,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Marmalade,
The Fortunes,
Theoretical Girls,
La Düsseldorf,
The Dave Clark Five,
Icehouse,
Gang Green,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Names,
Bush Tetras,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Supertramp,
Althea and Donna,
The Fall,
Howard Jones,
Harry Pussy,
Dark Day,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.