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 Burkina and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Siglo XX to the dance 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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Roger Hodgson,
Pagans,
Infiniti,
Roxy Music,
Tubeway Army,
Be Bop Deluxe,
June Days,
Joe Finger,
Colin Newman,
Dave Gahan,
Crash Course in Science,
Malaria!,
Warren Ellis,
LL Cool J,
Cheater Slicks,
Mission of Burma,
Brick,
Morten Harket,
Sun Ra,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Gories,
The Busters,
The Leaves,
World's Most,
Soft Cell,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Walker Brothers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scott Walker,
The Young Rascals,
Mad Mike,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fear,
Symarip,
Johnny Clarke,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Reagan Youth,
The United States of America,
kango's stein massive,
Robert Hood,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Chris & Cosey,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tommy Roe,
Glambeats Corp.,
Procol Harum,
The Angels of Light,
Public Enemy,
Thompson Twins,
Index,
Ultra Naté,
Max Romeo,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lightning Bolt,
Banda Bassotti,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.