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 the UAE and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Cairo.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Rites of Spring to the electroclash 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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
The Velvet Underground,
Jacques Brel,
Johnny Clarke,
PIL,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Matthew Bourne,
Erykah Badu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Normal,
Wire,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Patti Smith,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wasted Youth,
ABC,
The Searchers,
Negative Approach,
Ronan,
The Seeds,
Hashim,
Massinfluence,
Mr. Review,
Porter Ricks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Arthur Verocai,
The Dead C,
Moby Grape,
Television,
Aloha Tigers,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nico,
CMW,
Depeche Mode,
Harmonia,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Joensuu 1685,
Kurtis Blow,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
David Bowie,
Jacob Miller,
Easy Going,
Scott Walker,
Eric Copeland,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ituana,
Metal Thangz,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Magma,
Audionom,
Minnie Riperton,
Sarah Menescal,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mark Hollis,
Arcadia,
Unrelated Segments,
Rod Modell,
Archie Shepp,
Zapp,
Brand Nubian,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.