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 United Kingdom and from Accra.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 808 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 Faraquet to the grunge 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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Q and Not U,
Peter and Kerry,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rekid,
Interpol,
Yusef Lateef,
The Last Poets,
The Motions,
Scientists,
Quantec,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Soft Machine,
Sonic Youth,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
X-102,
Unrelated Segments,
Country Teasers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wally Richardson,
Danielle Patucci,
Faust,
Slick Rick,
K-Klass,
Robert Wyatt,
Steve Hackett,
Stetsasonic,
The Dirtbombs,
Andrew Hill,
Spandau Ballet,
Boredoms,
The Neon Judgement,
Kerrie Biddell,
Thee Headcoats,
MC5,
Bronski Beat,
Laurel Aitken,
The Techniques,
Soul II Soul,
Zapp,
Gastr Del Sol,
Crash Course in Science,
Stockholm Monsters,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Modern Lovers,
Guru Guru,
June Days,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Divine Comedy,
Man Parrish,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
John Coltrane,
Bill Near,
Tubeway Army,
Wire,
John Foxx,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Throbbing Gristle,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.