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 Belize and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Nico to the punk 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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Moon,
The Young Rascals,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Music Machine,
Swell Maps,
Johnny Clarke,
Barry Ungar,
Marc Almond,
Mandrill,
Massinfluence,
Aloha Tigers,
The Count Five,
Black Flag,
Tommy Roe,
Peter & Gordon,
Althea and Donna,
The Seeds,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bill Wells,
Fluxion,
Deakin,
Grandmaster Flash,
Anakelly,
Sam Rivers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fad Gadget,
Flash Fearless,
The Fire Engines,
Letta Mbulu,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Minnie Riperton,
Juan Atkins,
Alton Ellis,
Duran Duran,
China Crisis,
FM Einheit,
Brick,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gang Starr,
Crispian St. Peters,
Boz Scaggs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Arcadia,
Symarip,
Radiopuhelimet,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Deadbeat,
Patti Smith,
Wally Richardson,
Ultimate Spinach,
Subhumans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Colin Newman,
Lou Christie,
Yaz,
Excepter,
The Real Kids,
Radio Birdman,
The Golliwogs,
Monks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.