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 Mali and from Delhi.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Oblivians to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Ken Boothe,
Tears for Fears,
The Smiths,
Au Pairs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eric B and Rakim,
Brothers Johnson,
Cluster,
Goldenarms,
cv313,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
China Crisis,
X-102,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Jacques Brel,
Nirvana,
The Gories,
Freddie Wadling,
Leonard Cohen,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sun Ra,
Lucky Dragons,
The Index,
Zero Boys,
Lungfish,
Stiv Bators,
The Raincoats,
Zapp,
The Slackers,
10cc,
Roger Hodgson,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Tremeloes,
Excepter,
Michelle Simonal,
Bill Wells,
Henry Cow,
Nation of Ulysses,
Joey Negro,
Bluetip,
R.M.O.,
Trumans Water,
the Soft Cell,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Radiohead,
Thee Headcoats,
June Days,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Human League,
Flash Fearless,
Roxy Music,
Gang Gang Dance,
Peter and Kerry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barry Ungar,
OOIOO,
Mary Jane Girls,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
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.