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 United States and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manchester.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Roger Hodgson to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw 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?
Marine Girls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Buzzcocks,
The Motions,
The Leaves,
Bronski Beat,
Banda Bassotti,
Jeff Lynne,
The Tremeloes,
Chrome,
The Smiths,
Soft Machine,
Leonard Cohen,
Quando Quango,
Sparks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Prince Buster,
Magazine,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ultravox,
Liliput,
Todd Terry,
Lower 48,
Slave,
Marvin Gaye,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Funky Four + One,
Dawn Penn,
The Golliwogs,
Deepchord,
Gabor Szabo,
Cheater Slicks,
Magma,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Neu!,
Idris Muhammad,
The Modern Lovers,
Sonic Youth,
Donny Hathaway,
Yellowson,
48th St. Collective,
Monolake,
Janne Schatter,
Graham Central Station,
Erykah Badu,
June Days,
Kurtis Blow,
Youth Brigade,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jawbox,
John Coltrane,
Silicon Teens,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lyres,
Eurythmics,
Crime,
Pierre Henry,
The Human League,
Fat Boys,
Cecil Taylor,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.