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 China and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Joe Finger to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Todd Rundgren,
The Divine Comedy,
The Fortunes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Malaria!,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Hardrive,
Steve Hackett,
Robert Hood,
The Mummies,
Sixth Finger,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Amon Düül,
Leonard Cohen,
Eric B and Rakim,
Technova,
Minnie Riperton,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bauhaus,
Underground Resistance,
Nils Olav,
Jandek,
One Last Wish,
Black Flag,
Susan Cadogan,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Scrapy,
New York Dolls,
Camouflage,
Moss Icon,
Gong,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Sonics,
Tomorrow,
Easy Going,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Offenders,
Alphaville,
Gichy Dan,
These Immortal Souls,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Residents,
Piero Umiliani,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Moebius,
Slick Rick,
Spandau Ballet,
Excepter,
X-Ray Spex,
Tubeway Army,
Gang Green,
The Slackers,
John Foxx,
Lyres,
John Coltrane,
The Toasters,
Animal Collective,
Johnny Clarke,
Pierre Henry,
Talk Talk,
Ponytail,
Bobby Sherman,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.