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 Libya and from Accra.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Remains to the grime 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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Happenings,
Thompson Twins,
Bizarre Inc.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
This Heat,
Fat Boys,
Funky Four + One,
Skaos,
The Walker Brothers,
Lakeside,
Ten City,
The Red Krayola,
The Blues Magoos,
Lindisfarne,
Hoover,
Easy Going,
Gichy Dan,
The Gun Club,
Skarface,
Bill Wells,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lucky Dragons,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kaleidoscope,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pantaleimon,
Au Pairs,
Ice-T,
10cc,
Gang of Four,
Glenn Branca,
Drive Like Jehu,
John Holt,
LL Cool J,
Bill Near,
Eddi Front,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Standells,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nation of Ulysses,
Dark Day,
Absolute Body Control,
The Fugs,
Lyres,
Reagan Youth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Count Five,
These Immortal Souls,
Swans,
Joensuu 1685,
The Stooges,
Max Romeo,
Quadrant,
The Blackbyrds,
the Soft Cell,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.