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 Mexico 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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Index to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
Symarip,
The Young Rascals,
Brand Nubian,
Todd Terry,
The Doors,
10cc,
Rakim,
Rapeman,
The Remains,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sun City Girls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Moss Icon,
Deepchord,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Carl Craig,
Whodini,
Technova,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Gories,
Kurtis Blow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Visage,
The Motions,
Mission of Burma,
Ronan,
Youth Brigade,
The Real Kids,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Black Dice,
Wire,
Terry Callier,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Five Americans,
Siglo XX,
Duran Duran,
Bobbi Humphrey,
John Coltrane,
The Misunderstood,
Patti Smith,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nation of Ulysses,
ABC,
The Last Poets,
Section 25,
Funky Four + One,
Suicide,
The Raincoats,
Lightning Bolt,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Swans,
New York Dolls,
Motorama,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Brick,
Eric Dolphy,
Robert Wyatt,
Zero Boys,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.