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 Greece and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Divine Comedy to the funk 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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Womack,
Kas Product,
E-Dancer,
Scientists,
Chris & Cosey,
The Busters,
Blossom Toes,
Livin' Joy,
Khruangbin,
Boogie Down Productions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
CMW,
The Slits,
The Trojans,
The Gladiators,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Talk Talk,
Make Up,
10cc,
The Fall,
Monolake,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Roger Hodgson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Franke,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eric Copeland,
Erykah Badu,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Remains,
OOIOO,
Eve St. Jones,
Los Fastidios,
Q and Not U,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Fire Engines,
Rekid,
Suburban Knight,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Cybotron,
Pulsallama,
Ice-T,
Crash Course in Science,
Roxy Music,
D'Angelo,
Bush Tetras,
Junior Murvin,
L. Decosne,
Intrusion,
Joensuu 1685,
Derrick Morgan,
DJ Style,
The Durutti Column,
The Associates,
Fugazi,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.