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 Lesotho and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Eurythmics to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
The Motions,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sight & Sound,
The Stooges,
David Axelrod,
Monks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Move,
The Human League,
X-102,
Eve St. Jones,
U.S. Maple,
the Germs,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Music Machine,
Tommy Roe,
Marvin Gaye,
Bobbi Humphrey,
kango's stein massive,
Kaleidoscope,
Colin Newman,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rosa Yemen,
Alison Limerick,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Slave,
Jacques Brel,
Ten City,
The Durutti Column,
Quadrant,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tubeway Army,
The New Christs,
the Soft Cell,
Echospace,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Outsiders,
Visage,
Cheater Slicks,
Funky Four + One,
Japan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Desert Stars,
Con Funk Shun,
Judy Mowatt,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Chris Corsano,
Funkadelic,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Offenders,
Sound Behaviour,
DNA,
Mark Hollis,
Faraquet,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ultra Naté,
Amon Düül,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.