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 Libya and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Invisible to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Scion,
Massinfluence,
Tres Demented,
Soft Machine,
Ohio Players,
Eden Ahbez,
Nils Olav,
Suburban Knight,
Juan Atkins,
Suicide,
Faust,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Oblivians,
Alphaville,
The Cramps,
The Divine Comedy,
Drive Like Jehu,
Procol Harum,
The Standells,
Monks,
Soul II Soul,
Vainqueur,
The New Christs,
OOIOO,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rosa Yemen,
Kayak,
Swell Maps,
Funky Four + One,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kurtis Blow,
Bobby Sherman,
Deakin,
Matthew Bourne,
Charles Mingus,
Black Moon,
Au Pairs,
FM Einheit,
Unrelated Segments,
Ronnie Foster,
Ken Boothe,
The Slits,
Warsaw,
Rekid,
John Cale,
Fugazi,
The Mummies,
Duran Duran,
Can,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Model 500,
Graham Central Station,
Barbara Tucker,
Thee Headcoats,
The Beau Brummels,
Harpers Bizarre,
Hardrive,
Chris Corsano,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pere Ubu,
The Stooges,
Tubeway Army,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.