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 Slovenia and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Tomorrow to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan 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 marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The American Breed,
Wire,
Japan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Laurel Aitken,
Crash Course in Science,
Livin' Joy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Swans,
Rotary Connection,
June of 44,
Chrome,
Gichy Dan,
Funkadelic,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bad Manners,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tres Demented,
X-101,
Clear Light,
The Litter,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lee Hazlewood,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Curtis Mayfield,
Brothers Johnson,
Al Stewart,
Fad Gadget,
The Martian,
Blancmange,
EPMD,
Anthony Braxton,
The Zeros,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Shoche,
the Germs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ken Boothe,
Glenn Branca,
The Saints,
Camouflage,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Yusef Lateef,
Porter Ricks,
Nirvana,
Marc Almond,
Ultravox,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Durutti Column,
Groovy Waters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
FM Einheit,
Slick Rick,
The Divine Comedy,
Television Personalities,
Todd Rundgren,
Silicon Teens,
Funky Four + One,
UT,
The Pop Group,
Pylon,
Flamin' Groovies,
Unrelated Segments,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.