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 Croatia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 arpeggiator 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 Con Funk Shun to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
FM Einheit,
The Happenings,
La Düsseldorf,
Fugazi,
Ornette Coleman,
OOIOO,
The Fall,
Siglo XX,
Gang Starr,
Isaac Hayes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gang of Four,
Rufus Thomas,
Barbara Tucker,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Toni Rubio,
Malaria!,
This Heat,
Kerri Chandler,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Moebius,
Swans,
Janne Schatter,
The Angels of Light,
Grandmaster Flash,
Blake Baxter,
PIL,
Los Fastidios,
Drive Like Jehu,
Talk Talk,
a-ha,
Joe Smooth,
The Count Five,
Susan Cadogan,
Brothers Johnson,
Hardrive,
The Velvet Underground,
Marine Girls,
Alison Limerick,
Ponytail,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Toasters,
The Busters,
Skaos,
The Monks,
Dave Gahan,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Peter & Gordon,
The Leaves,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Vogues,
Grauzone,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Johnny Osbourne,
Newcleus,
Skarface,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eddi Front,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.