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 Senegal and from Sao Paulo.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
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 Amon Düül II to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Saints. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
The United States of America,
K-Klass,
The Modern Lovers,
Funky Four + One,
Deakin,
The Motions,
Lungfish,
David Axelrod,
X-101,
LL Cool J,
Little Man,
Intrusion,
Lucky Dragons,
Amon Düül II,
The Saints,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Smoke,
Ohio Players,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
Deadbeat,
Lou Reed,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Curtis Mayfield,
Zapp,
Bauhaus,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Birthday Party,
Bill Near,
Scott Walker,
Roy Ayers,
Minor Threat,
Danielle Patucci,
Section 25,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scientists,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sandy B,
Bad Manners,
Guru Guru,
Dead Boys,
Franke,
Model 500,
Ronnie Foster,
Spandau Ballet,
Kaleidoscope,
Boz Scaggs,
Trumans Water,
Nas,
China Crisis,
The Grass Roots,
The Monochrome Set,
Todd Terry,
Neu!,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sparks,
Eli Mardock,
New Age Steppers,
Excepter,
Quadrant,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.