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 El Salvador and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 the Soft Cell to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Alarm Clocks,
The Gap Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Icehouse,
Ice-T,
The Offenders,
Robert Görl,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Slits,
Andrew Hill,
Banda Bassotti,
Dead Boys,
Altered Images,
Throbbing Gristle,
Max Romeo,
The Doobie Brothers,
Franke,
The Gun Club,
Camberwell Now,
Eve St. Jones,
Glambeats Corp.,
La Düsseldorf,
OOIOO,
Zapp,
Slave,
Cal Tjader,
Moebius,
D'Angelo,
Malaria!,
The Real Kids,
The Index,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Faust,
Reuben Wilson,
Sparks,
Iggy Pop,
Anthony Braxton,
Chris Corsano,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Country Joe & The Fish,
X-101,
Alton Ellis,
Laurel Aitken,
Arthur Verocai,
John Foxx,
Robert Wyatt,
Visage,
Lightning Bolt,
Chris & Cosey,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lyres,
These Immortal Souls,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soft Cell,
Echospace,
Groovy Waters,
Fugazi,
Liliput,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.