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 Brazil and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Sao Paulo.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Kool Moe Dee to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heaven 17,
Lebanon Hanover,
Johnny Osbourne,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Evens,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Doobie Brothers,
Icehouse,
Cymande,
The Fire Engines,
John Foxx,
The Standells,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sparks,
Marc Almond,
Unrelated Segments,
Bobby Byrd,
Joe Finger,
The Gap Band,
ABC,
Lee Hazlewood,
Connie Case,
Josef K,
Minny Pops,
Arcadia,
Darondo,
Nick Fraelich,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Sonics,
Robert Hood,
Skaos,
The Victims,
Television,
Neu!,
Bizarre Inc.,
Terry Callier,
Deakin,
T. Rex,
Altered Images,
Dave Gahan,
Qualms,
KRS-One,
Jacques Brel,
Royal Trux,
The Buckinghams,
Lucky Dragons,
Radiohead,
Yaz,
Kas Product,
Slave,
FM Einheit,
EPMD,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Subhumans,
Cecil Taylor,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Wake,
Joy Division,
Cal Tjader,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.