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 Greece and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Mantronix to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alison Limerick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Shuggie Otis,
Pulsallama,
John Coltrane,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Talk Talk,
Todd Terry,
Althea and Donna,
The Zeros,
Surgeon,
Animal Collective,
Ludus,
Easy Going,
The Real Kids,
Qualms,
The Fall,
Magma,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Y Pants,
Matthew Halsall,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Standells,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ralphi Rosario,
This Heat,
Public Image Ltd.,
Radiohead,
Livin' Joy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Erykah Badu,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Andrew Hill,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Misunderstood,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Buckinghams,
The Count Five,
Section 25,
Minny Pops,
Rapeman,
Rekid,
Simply Red,
The Young Rascals,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jerry's Kids,
The United States of America,
Don Cherry,
R.M.O.,
Vladislav Delay,
Cheater Slicks,
Fad Gadget,
Slave,
Black Moon,
Ultravox,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bob Dylan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Neon Judgement,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.