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 East Timor and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 organ 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 Dual Sessions to the dance 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Minny Pops,
Robert Wyatt,
F. McDonald,
Josef K,
The Pop Group,
the Swans,
Lucky Dragons,
Mark Hollis,
Cal Tjader,
Mantronix,
The Toasters,
Jandek,
Tim Buckley,
Jacob Miller,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Joensuu 1685,
Al Stewart,
The Blues Magoos,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Stetsasonic,
Spoonie Gee,
Anthony Braxton,
The Blackbyrds,
The Red Krayola,
ABC,
John Foxx,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gang of Four,
The Electric Prunes,
Judy Mowatt,
Siglo XX,
Ken Boothe,
Moby Grape,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sexual Harrassment,
Marvin Gaye,
Hardrive,
Bauhaus,
CMW,
Magma,
Sandy B,
8 Eyed Spy,
Soft Cell,
Suburban Knight,
Toni Rubio,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Television Personalities,
The Wake,
D'Angelo,
Oblivians,
Aural Exciters,
Symarip,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pussy Galore,
Harmonia,
The J.B.'s,
Nico,
Depeche Mode,
Y Pants,
Fad Gadget,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.