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 Finland and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Lyres to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Urselle,
La Düsseldorf,
John Lydon,
Q and Not U,
Scientists,
Brothers Johnson,
Joensuu 1685,
Sound Behaviour,
David Axelrod,
Section 25,
Sandy B,
Chris Corsano,
The Human League,
Nation of Ulysses,
Faust,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Reagan Youth,
Lungfish,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Martian,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Von Mondo,
Quando Quango,
Deakin,
Marc Almond,
Q65,
Rekid,
Delta 5,
The Trojans,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Slits,
Iggy Pop,
The Dead C,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ossler,
Cameo,
Tommy Roe,
Albert Ayler,
X-101,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Tears for Fears,
Icehouse,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Big Daddy Kane,
New Order,
Moss Icon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
U.S. Maple,
Fluxion,
The Stooges,
Robert Görl,
Lightning Bolt,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Absolute Body Control,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ituana,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bobby Byrd,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.