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 Zambia and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Unwound to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron 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 theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
The Modern Lovers,
Aaron Thompson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Vainqueur,
Guru Guru,
Roger Hodgson,
Minny Pops,
Toni Rubio,
Chris & Cosey,
the Normal,
Gabor Szabo,
Sparks,
Prince Buster,
Scientists,
The Five Americans,
Quantec,
The United States of America,
Sex Pistols,
Loose Ends,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pierre Henry,
Stereo Dub,
Fugazi,
Joensuu 1685,
Crime,
Gregory Isaacs,
Black Sheep,
the Soft Cell,
The Names,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nas,
The Litter,
The Blues Magoos,
Ralphi Rosario,
Essential Logic,
Mandrill,
The Selecter,
Massinfluence,
The Flesh Eaters,
Eric Dolphy,
Patti Smith,
June Days,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
8 Eyed Spy,
Blancmange,
Reagan Youth,
Oblivians,
John Foxx,
Cheater Slicks,
AZ,
Nils Olav,
Gichy Dan,
Dennis Brown,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ten City,
Suicide,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Stooges,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pantaleimon,
Al Stewart,
Rekid,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.