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 Slovakia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pylon to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Durutti Column,
The Techniques,
Graham Central Station,
Althea and Donna,
Alison Limerick,
This Heat,
Kenny Larkin,
James White and The Blacks,
Make Up,
Iggy Pop,
Eurythmics,
the Soft Cell,
Wally Richardson,
Amon Düül II,
Magazine,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Deepchord,
The Barracudas,
Al Stewart,
Ossler,
Freddie Wadling,
Hot Snakes,
Brothers Johnson,
Popol Vuh,
The Monochrome Set,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pulsallama,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
B.T. Express,
Interpol,
Model 500,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fad Gadget,
Pantytec,
The Gladiators,
Pierre Henry,
John Cale,
Slick Rick,
Ituana,
The Trojans,
Reuben Wilson,
Severed Heads,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
X-101,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Residents,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
DJ Sneak,
Minor Threat,
Franke,
Susan Cadogan,
Pussy Galore,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gerry Rafferty,
John Coltrane,
Tubeway Army,
Howard Jones,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.