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 Grenada and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Gong to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Rotary Connection,
Jimmy McGriff,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Toni Rubio,
Main Source,
R.M.O.,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Howard Jones,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mr. Review,
Funky Four + One,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Fall,
Spoonie Gee,
Babytalk,
Gerry Rafferty,
Idris Muhammad,
Dorothy Ashby,
Smog,
L. Decosne,
The Neon Judgement,
Con Funk Shun,
The Litter,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Second Layer,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soul II Soul,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Terrestrial Tones,
A Certain Ratio,
the Fania All-Stars,
Marc Almond,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Gladiators,
Alphaville,
The Busters,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Raincoats,
Suicide,
Guru Guru,
Altered Images,
Average White Band,
Au Pairs,
The Buckinghams,
DJ Style,
Supertramp,
Deepchord,
Bob Dylan,
Yazoo,
Pagans,
The Dead C,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lindisfarne,
John Foxx,
Slick Rick,
Das Ding,
The Gun Club,
Moby Grape,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.