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 Hungary and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Kevin Saunderson to the punk 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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Doobie Brothers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fatback Band,
Kaleidoscope,
Wire,
Jeff Lynne,
The Monks,
Main Source,
Unrelated Segments,
The Wake,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Soft Cell,
The Five Americans,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Bar-Kays,
Saccharine Trust,
Thompson Twins,
Sarah Menescal,
The Real Kids,
Matthew Bourne,
Davy DMX,
X-102,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gang Gang Dance,
Marcia Griffiths,
Susan Cadogan,
Bronski Beat,
The Happenings,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Motions,
Pharoah Sanders,
FM Einheit,
Television,
The Kinks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Trojans,
Mo-Dettes,
Pagans,
The Smoke,
X-101,
Chrome,
Lebanon Hanover,
Spandau Ballet,
the Association,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scratch Acid,
Flamin' Groovies,
Eddi Front,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Black Dice,
Porter Ricks,
Deepchord,
Pierre Henry,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tommy Roe,
Scan 7,
Unwound,
Curtis Mayfield,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.