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 Azerbaijan and from Lille.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Tom Boy to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Gabor Szabo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Neu!,
Connie Case,
The Monochrome Set,
La Düsseldorf,
Alice Coltrane,
Quadrant,
Kas Product,
Ultra Naté,
Marshall Jefferson,
Frankie Knuckles,
U.S. Maple,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
PIL,
Carl Craig,
The Fall,
Junior Murvin,
The Toasters,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rufus Thomas,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lalo Schifrin,
Skaos,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Howard Jones,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Surgeon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Khruangbin,
Panda Bear,
Swans,
Soul Sonic Force,
K-Klass,
Judy Mowatt,
Isaac Hayes,
Organ,
Gang Starr,
The Human League,
Au Pairs,
Qualms,
AZ,
Roxette,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Dawn Penn,
R.M.O.,
Steve Hackett,
Charles Mingus,
Y Pants,
Kerri Chandler,
Idris Muhammad,
Das Ding,
Roy Ayers,
Bill Wells,
Make Up,
X-102,
Wally Richardson,
Maurizio,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.