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 Djibouti and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Lou Reed 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gladiators 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
Anthony Braxton,
The Grass Roots,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Graham Central Station,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Radiohead,
Newcleus,
Sun City Girls,
Liliput,
Brass Construction,
Pet Shop Boys,
Aural Exciters,
The Barracudas,
Roxette,
The Real Kids,
Basic Channel,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rosa Yemen,
Deepchord,
Glenn Branca,
DNA,
The New Christs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jerry's Kids,
Au Pairs,
the Bar-Kays,
Adolescents,
The Doors,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Wake,
The Buckinghams,
Ultravox,
Junior Murvin,
Blake Baxter,
Porter Ricks,
Electric Prunes,
The Evens,
the Germs,
Ohio Players,
Althea and Donna,
Colin Newman,
Q and Not U,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kurtis Blow,
Shoche,
Unwound,
kango's stein massive,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Angels of Light,
a-ha,
Main Source,
OOIOO,
Fugazi,
X-102,
Hashim,
Scientists,
Crash Course in Science,
Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya.
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.