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 Nauru and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the güiro 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 Visage to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suicide,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Slackers,
Black Flag,
Pylon,
Gabor Szabo,
Agent Orange,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Modern Lovers,
Section 25,
The Pop Group,
The Pretty Things,
Eden Ahbez,
Surgeon,
Delon & Dalcan,
DNA,
Roger Hodgson,
The Sound,
The Stooges,
Terry Callier,
Isaac Hayes,
Rhythm & Sound,
Curtis Mayfield,
Con Funk Shun,
Eurythmics,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Mummies,
PIL,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Public Image Ltd.,
Anakelly,
Monks,
the Swans,
Grandmaster Flash,
E-Dancer,
Max Romeo,
Slave,
Reuben Wilson,
Laurel Aitken,
Masters at Work,
Faraquet,
B.T. Express,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Index,
Ludus,
Absolute Body Control,
Wings,
Yaz,
Graham Central Station,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Avey Tare,
Lou Christie,
Jandek,
The Barracudas,
The Skatalites,
Groovy Waters,
Second Layer,
Aural Exciters,
John Cale,
the Soft Cell,
Icehouse,
F. McDonald,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.