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 Uganda and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 rhodes 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 Joe Finger to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim 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 techno 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 synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Martian,
The Birthday Party,
X-102,
the Human League,
AZ,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Symarip,
June Days,
Girls At Our Best!,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Joy Division,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Duran Duran,
Erykah Badu,
Lou Christie,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Gladiators,
Sugar Minott,
Radiopuhelimet,
Brand Nubian,
Agitation Free,
Eurythmics,
Maleditus Sound,
Cluster,
Gang Starr,
Aloha Tigers,
Chris & Cosey,
PIL,
Flipper,
Ultravox,
Slick Rick,
The Associates,
Clear Light,
Warren Ellis,
Joe Smooth,
Joey Negro,
Kas Product,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rites of Spring,
E-Dancer,
EPMD,
John Lydon,
Negative Approach,
FM Einheit,
Bauhaus,
The Blackbyrds,
The Flesh Eaters,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Alton Ellis,
Frankie Knuckles,
Oblivians,
Pagans,
Goldenarms,
Jeff Lynne,
Traffic Nightmare,
Adolescents,
Tom Boy,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pharoah Sanders,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.