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 Kosovo and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 synthesizer 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 Todd Rundgren to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sun Ra,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rosa Yemen,
Althea and Donna,
The Sound,
Bootsy Collins,
Agitation Free,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Andrew Hill,
Sugar Minott,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Audionom,
8 Eyed Spy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Quantec,
Panda Bear,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Carl Craig,
Eric B and Rakim,
Urselle,
A Certain Ratio,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
cv313,
Subhumans,
Country Teasers,
This Heat,
The Invisible,
Jesper Dahlback,
Junior Murvin,
Thompson Twins,
Stockholm Monsters,
Little Man,
Yellowson,
The Leaves,
Fad Gadget,
Nick Fraelich,
Eve St. Jones,
Babytalk,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Black Moon,
Excepter,
F. McDonald,
Camouflage,
Albert Ayler,
The Moody Blues,
Ronan,
Brand Nubian,
The Vogues,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Can,
Television Personalities,
Lower 48,
Kaleidoscope,
The Smoke,
David McCallum,
Alice Coltrane,
Infiniti,
Sam Rivers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.