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 Turkey and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Barry Ungar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
The Five Americans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nik Kershaw,
Blancmange,
Marcia Griffiths,
Camberwell Now,
The Walker Brothers,
DJ Style,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Public Image Ltd.,
Desert Stars,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Blues Magoos,
Althea and Donna,
Infiniti,
The Pretty Things,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Brand Nubian,
Guru Guru,
The Saints,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Scrapy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Anthony Braxton,
Donald Byrd,
Camouflage,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Blackbyrds,
The Fire Engines,
Eve St. Jones,
Nils Olav,
The Neon Judgement,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Quantec,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pantaleimon,
UT,
Nas,
Crooked Eye,
Jesper Dahlback,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scratch Acid,
LL Cool J,
Hasil Adkins,
Unrelated Segments,
Sister Nancy,
Donny Hathaway,
Soft Cell,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lightning Bolt,
Blake Baxter,
Robert Görl,
Cecil Taylor,
Johnny Clarke,
Tim Buckley,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.