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 Libya and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 Madrid and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 David Bowie 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 Bluetip 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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 Soft Cell,
Judy Mowatt,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sarah Menescal,
Desert Stars,
Young Marble Giants,
The Fortunes,
Alison Limerick,
The Music Machine,
Little Man,
Banda Bassotti,
Procol Harum,
MDC,
The Electric Prunes,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Blancmange,
Oneida,
Pole,
Hardrive,
Simply Red,
The Motions,
Pierre Henry,
Circle Jerks,
Rod Modell,
The Knickerbockers,
Cal Tjader,
Arcadia,
Faust,
Alice Coltrane,
MC5,
Gichy Dan,
Loose Ends,
The J.B.'s,
K-Klass,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ice-T,
Yellowson,
Warsaw,
Ten City,
Charles Mingus,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tears for Fears,
Reagan Youth,
Audionom,
Ultravox,
The Smiths,
Bobby Sherman,
Eden Ahbez,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Victims,
Gastr Del Sol,
Yazoo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Adolescents,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lou Christie,
The Neon Judgement,
Moss Icon,
The Star Department,
Dual Sessions,
kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive.
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.