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 Oman and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Dark Day to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Jeff Lynne,
Procol Harum,
Skaos,
Arcadia,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scrapy,
World's Most,
DNA,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bootsy Collins,
Pulsallama,
Massinfluence,
Visage,
Judy Mowatt,
Eddi Front,
Black Flag,
Davy DMX,
The Black Dice,
Jerry's Kids,
MDC,
Roxette,
Lalann,
Harpers Bizarre,
Organ,
Blancmange,
Robert Wyatt,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wings,
ABBA,
John Foxx,
Make Up,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Association,
Marine Girls,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Real Kids,
Juan Atkins,
Sandy B,
The Selecter,
Von Mondo,
The Raincoats,
Wolf Eyes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ponytail,
Black Sheep,
The Move,
The Litter,
Morten Harket,
Ronnie Foster,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Toasters,
Shoche,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Radiopuhelimet,
Main Source,
Depeche Mode,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.