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 Colombia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Camouflage,
New York Dolls,
Aaron Thompson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
a-ha,
Visage,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Flash Fearless,
The Monochrome Set,
Japan,
Massinfluence,
Section 25,
Kaleidoscope,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Barracudas,
the Sonics,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The United States of America,
Eric Dolphy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
These Immortal Souls,
Fear,
Man Parrish,
Electric Prunes,
MDC,
Anakelly,
Radiohead,
The New Christs,
Pulsallama,
Dead Boys,
The Cramps,
JFA,
Donny Hathaway,
Lightning Bolt,
David McCallum,
China Crisis,
The Happenings,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
New Order,
Gastr Del Sol,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Fortunes,
Minor Threat,
Erasure,
Von Mondo,
Alphaville,
Todd Terry,
Amazonics,
Gang Starr,
Aloha Tigers,
48th St. Collective,
Pharoah Sanders,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Blues Magoos,
The J.B.'s,
Procol Harum,
Minnie Riperton,
World's Most,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.