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 Finland and from Portland.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
F. McDonald,
Moebius,
Soulsonic Force,
Theoretical Girls,
Max Romeo,
Jimmy McGriff,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mad Mike,
Neu!,
Essential Logic,
Fugazi,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
New Age Steppers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mission of Burma,
Television,
Ludus,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dual Sessions,
World's Most,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Smiths,
Gichy Dan,
Ultravox,
The Dirtbombs,
Erykah Badu,
June of 44,
Hoover,
Minny Pops,
Depeche Mode,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Moon,
The Tremeloes,
Minnie Riperton,
Soft Cell,
Das Ding,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Cowsills,
The Misunderstood,
Main Source,
Bill Near,
John Holt,
Sight & Sound,
Ronnie Foster,
AZ,
Magma,
Andrew Hill,
Pharoah Sanders,
CMW,
Eric Copeland,
Lakeside,
The Invisible,
The Young Rascals,
Procol Harum,
Severed Heads,
The Shadows of Knight,
Minutemen,
Crooked Eye,
The Angels of Light,
Cameo,
Nik Kershaw,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.