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 Dominican Republic and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Divine Comedy to the crunk 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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spandau Ballet,
Roxy Music,
Tom Boy,
Althea and Donna,
Joy Division,
The Human League,
Scion,
Brick,
Tim Buckley,
Junior Murvin,
The Tremeloes,
Banda Bassotti,
Ossler,
Bush Tetras,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rapeman,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jacob Miller,
Judy Mowatt,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eden Ahbez,
Eric Dolphy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Barry Ungar,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lucky Dragons,
Bobbi Humphrey,
David McCallum,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fat Boys,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Black Dice,
Unwound,
The Walker Brothers,
the Normal,
Colin Newman,
Cecil Taylor,
Lee Hazlewood,
Average White Band,
Public Enemy,
Audionom,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lower 48,
Eli Mardock,
The Skatalites,
UT,
Joyce Sims,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Schoolly D,
Sound Behaviour,
Glenn Branca,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Chris & Cosey,
Adolescents,
Laurel Aitken,
Stereo Dub,
Sandy B,
Bobby Byrd,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.