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 Hungary and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 oboe 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 Tom Boy to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Organ,
Icehouse,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Surgeon,
Deadbeat,
Rod Modell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fela Kuti,
Ultimate Spinach,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Associates,
Drive Like Jehu,
JFA,
The Mummies,
Freddie Wadling,
Livin' Joy,
Moss Icon,
The Pop Group,
Moebius,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Stereo Dub,
Godley & Creme,
D'Angelo,
Parry Music,
Bronski Beat,
Big Daddy Kane,
Flipper,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tommy Roe,
Crispian St. Peters,
Joey Negro,
E-Dancer,
Aswad,
Bobby Sherman,
Soft Machine,
The Move,
Lakeside,
Toni Rubio,
Neil Young,
Guru Guru,
The Searchers,
The Standells,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Wake,
Janne Schatter,
Procol Harum,
Barrington Levy,
F. McDonald,
Deepchord,
Smog,
Slave,
New Order,
Sällskapet,
Gang of Four,
Amon Düül II,
Marc Almond,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.