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 the UAE and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Neu! to the disco 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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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?
Q65,
Duran Duran,
Marshall Jefferson,
Altered Images,
Todd Terry,
Dennis Brown,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Moby Grape,
Nas,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Marmalade,
Basic Channel,
Reuben Wilson,
Mo-Dettes,
DJ Sneak,
Inner City,
Amon Düül,
Man Eating Sloth,
Alice Coltrane,
Brand Nubian,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gerry Rafferty,
Scratch Acid,
Country Teasers,
The Leaves,
Bluetip,
Ken Boothe,
Lindisfarne,
The Barracudas,
The Buckinghams,
Soulsonic Force,
The Fugs,
Absolute Body Control,
Nirvana,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Toasters,
The Invisible,
Scientists,
The Fall,
Pierre Henry,
The Five Americans,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Roxette,
DJ Style,
The Gladiators,
Essential Logic,
F. McDonald,
The Doors,
Quando Quango,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Evens,
The Kinks,
Cybotron,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sex Pistols,
The Smiths,
the Sonics,
Fear,
Hashim,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.