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 Germany and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Davy DMX to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
The Real Kids,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kurtis Blow,
Arthur Verocai,
Soul Sonic Force,
Masters at Work,
Brass Construction,
Pantytec,
Desert Stars,
FM Einheit,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Soft Cell,
The Black Dice,
the Association,
Eric Copeland,
Rakim,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yusef Lateef,
Marine Girls,
Scion,
Chris Corsano,
kango's stein massive,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Scott Walker,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Skatalites,
Joyce Sims,
Second Layer,
Ludus,
the Bar-Kays,
Gang of Four,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Evens,
Gichy Dan,
Fear,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Smoke,
PIL,
Warren Ellis,
Josef K,
Deepchord,
Matthew Bourne,
Technova,
Barry Ungar,
Amazonics,
Absolute Body Control,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Minnie Riperton,
The Toasters,
Terry Callier,
The Sound,
Crispian St. Peters,
Funkadelic,
T.S.O.L.,
Matthew Halsall,
Goldenarms,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bang On A Can,
F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald.
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.