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 Indonesia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mandrill,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ronan,
Soft Machine,
Bootsy Collins,
Los Fastidios,
Crispian St. Peters,
Angry Samoans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scientists,
Half Japanese,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kevin Saunderson,
Hashim,
X-Ray Spex,
T.S.O.L.,
Bang On A Can,
Make Up,
Todd Terry,
Aaron Thompson,
Blancmange,
New York Dolls,
Shoche,
The Grass Roots,
Piero Umiliani,
Peter & Gordon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Main Source,
Hot Snakes,
The Stooges,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Chris & Cosey,
Liliput,
The Dead C,
The Remains,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joy Division,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Colin Newman,
Brothers Johnson,
Supertramp,
Henry Cow,
Talk Talk,
The Fortunes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Walker Brothers,
Steve Hackett,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Godley & Creme,
Kaleidoscope,
Robert Görl,
Crispy Ambulance,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Letta Mbulu,
John Foxx,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Quando Quango,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.