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 Germany and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Accra.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Lou Reed,
ABBA,
Gang of Four,
Scott Walker,
David McCallum,
OOIOO,
The Mummies,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Yusef Lateef,
Duran Duran,
KRS-One,
Intrusion,
Average White Band,
Lalann,
Jeff Lynne,
Rosa Yemen,
The Fall,
Flamin' Groovies,
Tropical Tobacco,
Grey Daturas,
Basic Channel,
Sun Ra,
Tres Demented,
Clear Light,
The Happenings,
Kenny Larkin,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Maleditus Sound,
Lightning Bolt,
Donny Hathaway,
Davy DMX,
Infiniti,
Country Teasers,
The Velvet Underground,
Patti Smith,
Gastr Del Sol,
Aaron Thompson,
Technova,
Warren Ellis,
The Raincoats,
Blancmange,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
a-ha,
Marc Almond,
Scrapy,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Peter and Kerry,
Absolute Body Control,
Hoover,
Robert Hood,
Wire,
Johnny Clarke,
Television,
La Düsseldorf,
48th St. Collective,
Steve Hackett,
Ponytail,
Circle Jerks,
This Heat,
Soulsonic Force,
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.