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 Guinea and from Calgary.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Chris & Cosey to the grunge 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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Minnie Riperton,
The Cramps,
Skaos,
Marcia Griffiths,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hoover,
The Zeros,
Sparks,
Peter & Gordon,
Slick Rick,
Agitation Free,
Moss Icon,
Lakeside,
Gabor Szabo,
Maurizio,
Blancmange,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jeff Lynne,
FM Einheit,
Rakim,
The Martian,
The Angels of Light,
The Gap Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Modern Lovers,
The Victims,
Heaven 17,
Altered Images,
Ash Ra Tempel,
La Düsseldorf,
Section 25,
Marmalade,
Isaac Hayes,
Harry Pussy,
The Cowsills,
Siglo XX,
Sällskapet,
Dual Sessions,
Quadrant,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sound Behaviour,
David McCallum,
Mo-Dettes,
Cybotron,
Alison Limerick,
Vladislav Delay,
Gastr Del Sol,
Danielle Patucci,
Ronan,
Roxy Music,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ituana,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bauhaus,
Hot Snakes,
The Leaves,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.