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 Spain and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ultravox to the techno 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Freddie Wadling,
Gil Scott Heron,
a-ha,
Ultravox,
Albert Ayler,
Juan Atkins,
Patti Smith,
Maleditus Sound,
Mo-Dettes,
Man Parrish,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cecil Taylor,
Young Marble Giants,
Interpol,
the Association,
Essential Logic,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fugazi,
The Gories,
Ten City,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Vogues,
Ohio Players,
Hoover,
Television,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bill Near,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Morten Harket,
The Trojans,
Jeru the Damaja,
Yellowson,
Suicide,
The Wake,
Warsaw,
Robert Görl,
Sarah Menescal,
The Zeros,
Al Stewart,
Laurel Aitken,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Crime,
Khruangbin,
Agitation Free,
Robert Wyatt,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Drive Like Jehu,
Q65,
Wire,
Iggy Pop,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Normal,
the Fania All-Stars,
PIL,
Crash Course in Science,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Can,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.