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 Jamaica and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Scion to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marmalade,
Spandau Ballet,
Television Personalities,
Archie Shepp,
Charles Mingus,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lakeside,
Robert Görl,
Flipper,
Erasure,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mission of Burma,
Al Stewart,
Rod Modell,
Black Sheep,
Infiniti,
Bizarre Inc.,
Crime,
The Gories,
The Durutti Column,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Brand Nubian,
Pulsallama,
Gil Scott Heron,
Barbara Tucker,
June of 44,
Jacob Miller,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Wire,
Leonard Cohen,
Steve Hackett,
Make Up,
Sarah Menescal,
Peter & Gordon,
The Names,
Qualms,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
La Düsseldorf,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ultra Naté,
The Fall,
Donald Byrd,
The Smoke,
Scion,
Zero Boys,
Roy Ayers,
Yazoo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fluxion,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rapeman,
Marvin Gaye,
Brick,
the Sonics,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Doors,
Silicon Teens,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.