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 Brunei and from Lagos.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bremen.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bill Wells to the jazz 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 Doors. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kenny Larkin,
La Düsseldorf,
Glenn Branca,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lightning Bolt,
Wolf Eyes,
Schoolly D,
The Gladiators,
The Techniques,
The Human League,
Tropical Tobacco,
Intrusion,
Zapp,
Crime,
Funky Four + One,
Negative Approach,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Roy Ayers,
Godley & Creme,
Max Romeo,
The Blues Magoos,
Al Stewart,
Sex Pistols,
The Cure,
Lucky Dragons,
LL Cool J,
Deakin,
Television,
Guru Guru,
The Monochrome Set,
Eric Dolphy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Standells,
Reuben Wilson,
Kurtis Blow,
The Leaves,
The Zeros,
Bootsy Collins,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Slits,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Janne Schatter,
Rhythm & Sound,
Camouflage,
Blake Baxter,
Television Personalities,
Dave Gahan,
The Fortunes,
Traffic Nightmare,
Slave,
the Bar-Kays,
Underground Resistance,
Joyce Sims,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bang On A Can,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.