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 Tunisia and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Pantaleimon to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Minor Threat,
Stereo Dub,
Rhythm & Sound,
Donny Hathaway,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Gories,
Main Source,
Eden Ahbez,
Supertramp,
Gabor Szabo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Average White Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rufus Thomas,
Marc Almond,
John Holt,
Black Sheep,
The Sound,
Black Moon,
Radiopuhelimet,
a-ha,
The Electric Prunes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Germs,
Desert Stars,
Hardrive,
Vladislav Delay,
Gang Green,
Kevin Saunderson,
Laurel Aitken,
New York Dolls,
A Certain Ratio,
Warsaw,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cluster,
The Star Department,
Little Man,
Boz Scaggs,
Yaz,
Heaven 17,
New Age Steppers,
Schoolly D,
Aaron Thompson,
Siglo XX,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Divine Comedy,
Black Flag,
Skriet,
Severed Heads,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Tremeloes,
Nik Kershaw,
The Saints,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bobby Byrd,
Joyce Sims,
Cheater Slicks,
8 Eyed Spy,
Wolf Eyes,
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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.