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 Micronesia 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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Masters at Work to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
The Associates,
Lungfish,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Whodini,
The Cramps,
Marshall Jefferson,
Tubeway Army,
Neil Young,
Sugar Minott,
CMW,
John Coltrane,
FM Einheit,
Mark Hollis,
Animal Collective,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kurtis Blow,
Fear,
Sight & Sound,
Robert Hood,
kango's stein massive,
Maleditus Sound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rosa Yemen,
The Modern Lovers,
Erasure,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Sound,
Faraquet,
Lindisfarne,
Nico,
Bootsy Collins,
David Axelrod,
Technova,
Alton Ellis,
Schoolly D,
Public Enemy,
Kaleidoscope,
Supertramp,
Gerry Rafferty,
Darondo,
OOIOO,
Depeche Mode,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nils Olav,
Nirvana,
Barbara Tucker,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Stooges,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kenny Larkin,
Andrew Hill,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Yusef Lateef,
DJ Sneak,
Albert Ayler,
Jacques Brel,
Chrome,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Soft Cell,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.