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 Togo and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Neu! to the rock 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 The Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Human League,
Stereo Dub,
Dawn Penn,
Marc Almond,
Livin' Joy,
The Fuzztones,
The Zeros,
June of 44,
Gang Gang Dance,
Funky Four + One,
Minnie Riperton,
Pere Ubu,
Rapeman,
UT,
The Pop Group,
D'Angelo,
Susan Cadogan,
Infiniti,
Simply Red,
Derrick May,
Khruangbin,
Donny Hathaway,
Q65,
AZ,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Amazonics,
Scan 7,
Bobby Sherman,
Scott Walker,
Minutemen,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Boz Scaggs,
Flipper,
B.T. Express,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Yazoo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Todd Rundgren,
Lucky Dragons,
L. Decosne,
Dennis Brown,
48th St. Collective,
Swans,
Bad Manners,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gregory Isaacs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sexual Harrassment,
Anthony Braxton,
Silicon Teens,
Black Flag,
Delon & Dalcan,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Last Poets,
Marvin Gaye,
Gichy Dan,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.